<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095</id><updated>2011-12-13T10:45:24.932-08:00</updated><category term='music'/><category term='travel'/><category term='tango'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='tango travel'/><category term='teaching'/><title type='text'>DB Tango</title><subtitle type='html'>Ins and outs of my Tango journey.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-461395087065237243</id><published>2011-12-13T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T09:51:33.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eternal music</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago I met two wonderful elders, parents of a good friend. Knowing they like tango, I made a CD with some of my favs and gave it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's father passed on today and I am listening to the music that I imagine he listened to as well. I&amp;nbsp;play&amp;nbsp;it and listen to it in his honor and good memory - he's done good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Lagrimas ysonrisas, Rodolfo Biagi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Melodia DeArrabal, Carlos Gardél&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;CriollaLinda (Tango), Francisco Lomuto Y Su Orquesta Típica&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Milonga conVariaciones, Donato Racciatti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;El Adios DeGabino Ezeiza, Nelly Omar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Catamarca(Tango), Francisco Lomuto Y Su Orquesta Típica&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;LaRevoltosa (Tango), Francisco Lomuto Y Su Orquesta Típica&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Elentrerriano, Donato Racciatti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Desde ElAlma, Nelly Omar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Mascarita, PedroLaurenz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Tristezasde La Calle Corrientes, Miguel Calo - Raúl Berón&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Un Crimen, MiguelCalo - Raúl Berón&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Toda mivida, Anibal Troilo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;ParquePatricios, Francisco Canaro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Balada ParaUn Loco, Roberto Goyeneche,Astor Piazzolla Y Su Quinteto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Ah, there is one more, he loved "Los Ejes De Mi Carreta"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;Dear friend, may your journey be light, may your destination be eternal love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-461395087065237243?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/461395087065237243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/12/eternal-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/461395087065237243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/461395087065237243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/12/eternal-music.html' title='eternal music'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-4448450897965957515</id><published>2011-11-14T08:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T08:44:25.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>teaching during a milonga</title><content type='html'>Most of us are aware of the no-no habit of some of us to teach as the dance goes on during a milonga. I absolutely&amp;nbsp;distaste&amp;nbsp;it and would not do it even if my dance partner asks for it. I am there to dance, not to teach. On top of that, I am aware of the disturbance such behavior may create for other dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this past Saturday, at the milonga I and "team Pavadita" host in Gainesville, i observed a flagrant violation of this code. A man, known to like to be "helpful" to his partner by offering an advice while dancing, stopped right in front of me (I was DJ-ing) for a lengthy period of time (it seemed like forever, but was probably something like 20 seconds) explaining something about a giro. The two stood apart and he was explaining, she was listening, others were either waiting or trying to&amp;nbsp;squeeze&amp;nbsp;by. I was about to intervene as they moved on and I felt relieved since I really did not want to create a scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the same song, I saw them stop at the other end of the floor, apparently&amp;nbsp;involved&amp;nbsp;in the same sort of activity. I decided I, as a host, had to intervene. So, I waited for the end of tanda and for the couple to separate and go back to their seats before I approached our man and told him to please not teach during the dance since it disturbs the flow of&amp;nbsp;traffic. He did not take this well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour or so later, I approached him again while he was at his table, suggesting to him that my intervention was not a personal matter but a matter of a host making sure that the dancers have a&amp;nbsp;comfortable&amp;nbsp;environment to dance in. He continued arguing how I was wrong, etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole incident was quite unfortunate, but I feel I have to intervene in the interest of the whole group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-4448450897965957515?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/4448450897965957515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/11/teaching-during-milonga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/4448450897965957515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/4448450897965957515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/11/teaching-during-milonga.html' title='teaching during a milonga'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5366712791917686839</id><published>2011-06-29T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T04:20:35.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new and improved</title><content type='html'>Had a great dinner/evening with my friends Mimi, Wanda, and Gordon last evening -- Mimi had just arrived from her Europe tour of teaching tango earlier in the day. And, of course, things tango were the major conversation. Mimi, being her usual self, never ending to seek and produce more and more ways to bring her experience as a teacher and dancer close to us tango lovers, introduced yet another way of deconstructing the embrace, the central element of the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried her suggestions and experienced the "aha!" moment. Unbelievable! Quite a simple concept or realigning various components of the embrace (hands, arms, shoulders, torso, head) in a particular way. You have to see it to believe it. I immediately felt the improvement. Of course, I will now have to play with it and practice until I am completely comfortable so that it enters my subconsciousness and provides a qualitative jump in my dance experience and, hopefully, of that of my partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to these 10 days with Mimi around (workshops in Tallahassee this weekend and in Gainesville the next). How lucky we are to have two master teachers come teach in the "provinces" - Mimi, the absolute authority on the posture, and Jorge Torres, the pivot and dissasociation guru - thanks to my friend Gordon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5366712791917686839?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5366712791917686839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-and-improved.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5366712791917686839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5366712791917686839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-and-improved.html' title='new and improved'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5513401701721753786</id><published>2011-06-05T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T16:01:33.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pavadita Tango Regional Workshops w/ Victoria y Federico June 25/26</title><content type='html'>We at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Tango-Pavadita/191481007532030"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Club Pavadita in Gainesville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are hosting a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=122036687879481"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tango weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of fun, learning, socializing, dancing, etc. with our good friends Victoria and Federico conducting wonderful workshops on Saturday and Sunday, June 25/26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=122036687879481"&gt;Review our program&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and if you decide to preregister (before June 25), use the convenient payment/registration via PayPal (you do not need a PayPal account).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Since this is a past event, no registration for it is available.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5513401701721753786?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5513401701721753786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/06/pavadita-tango-regional-workshops-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5513401701721753786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5513401701721753786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2011/06/pavadita-tango-regional-workshops-w.html' title='Pavadita Tango Regional Workshops w/ Victoria y Federico June 25/26'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-3642267370903690797</id><published>2010-10-13T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:33:51.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tango "rules"</title><content type='html'>There has been a considerable discussion recently on Tango-L e-mail list about the line of dance (LOD) rules. Of course, that discussion is nothing new, it comes and goes periodically. At some point, I made the following comment (in part):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When people know how to dance, strictly following line of dance rule is meaningless, because you end up dancing with other pairs on the floor co-creating a symbiotic dance of the whole group - that's when the whole new horizon of dancing opens up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And then someone replied with (notice the sarcasm):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yep, just like the hoons and smart-arses that grace our motorways. They all know how to drive. They think they know how to drive better than everybody else on the motorway. They're much too skilled to have to obey road rules. They're just exceptional people. Weaving in and out demonstrates their free spirit and their command of space and time. Oh, the sheer joy of sharing a motorway with them. The peace it brings to body and mind. It's a privilege to be in their company. Seems they can't understand that driving a vehicle and driving a vehicle on a motorway are entirely different. Being skilled at one doesn't mean skilled at the other. I suggest cautious driving allows one to enjoy the beauty of the scenery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was seriously tempted to reply to the reply, but then thought better and decided to leave it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an interesting twist, though. I noticed that in all Latin-american countries I visited (Mexico, Nicaragua, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia, Brasil, Argentina) rules of driving, especially in the cities, are not strictly adhered to. For example, it is very common in Buenos Aires to see 5 or even 6 lanes of traffic on the street marked for just four. And those lanes dynamically change. People shift in and out all the time and all is well - I have not seen a single accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue is, I observed, that drivers are fully aware of all other participants and drive defensively but decisively. I have not seen anger displayed as it is often the case on our streets and highways where everyone follows the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there is a lesson hidden in there somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-3642267370903690797?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/3642267370903690797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/10/tango-rules.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/3642267370903690797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/3642267370903690797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/10/tango-rules.html' title='tango &quot;rules&quot;'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-1812971692964974896</id><published>2010-07-14T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:44:16.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tango "follower"</title><content type='html'>Recently someone on an e-mail list pondered (again) the role of the follower in tango. A very illuminating discussion ensued. I quote excerpts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin by stating that I am new to Argentine Tango(3+ yrs). My first instructor made the statement that a follower must bring something to the dance an not expect to be pushed and pulled around the floor like a puppet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone else replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that your instructor was trying to convey that women must be active in the dance, not passive.  She must not be a piece of furniture on wheels that the men push around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, and very nicely, another person wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.  In fact, many Argentine instructors insist that the primary responsibility for keeping the beat, in the mind at least (even though each beat probably won't be explicitly stepped on, of course), belongs to the follower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The responsibility of the leader is to lead in a fashion clearly inviting her to step on a particular beat when that's what he wants her to do.  He doesn't concentrate on landing his own foot on the beat in question--that will take care of itself if he is musically inclined--but rather on inducing *her* foot to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is not musically inclined enough (or experienced with the tango repertoire enough) to feel the music in her blood as any good tanguero or tanguera must, and to seize upon the leader's invitation to step on a particular beat with her own aggressive gusto, then she will feel heavy to the leader and he will feel as though he has to drag her around the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is particularly true when the leader may not be stepping at all, such as standing on one foot while leading a molinete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the whole thread &lt;a href="http://mailman.mit.edu/pipermail/tango-l/2010-July/thread.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-1812971692964974896?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/1812971692964974896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/07/tango-follower.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/1812971692964974896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/1812971692964974896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/07/tango-follower.html' title='tango &quot;follower&quot;'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5867805985881856227</id><published>2010-02-14T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:03:26.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Mini Tango Festival w/ Alberto Dassieu</title><content type='html'>Mi sweetie and I are readying ourselves for a short tango pilgrimage to Chicago in April. It is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagotangofestival.com/"&gt;2010 Chicago Mini Tango Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - April 9-12. I really like that festival for a number of reasons: the location - University of Chicago, friendliness, good DJ-ing, good dancing, overall great atmosphere for tango lovers. Not to be forgotten is one of the main instigators, a special tango aficionado, my friend whom I met through tango - Ray Barbosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I am looking forward to studying with Alberto Dassieu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Alberto dance a couple of years ago in El Beso and was so impressed with his deliberate, very classy, elegant dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this tango:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-7Scl1l5WM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-7Scl1l5WM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his sense of music and the way he moves his body in suspense, sort of. You can tell a volcano going on inside with a deep feeling of music, celebration of it actually, translated so beautifully into a dance. (I wish Paulina's left arm extended up around and on top of Alberto's shoulder, but that's besides the point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at this vals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/orgGazxNz64&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/orgGazxNz64&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the continuous flow of the dance, see the suspense in both dancers' footwork, matched only by the impeccable D'Arienzo's accentuation of the vals pulse.  Everything is sooooo simple, yet so beautiful, it just makes me cry with excitement and desire to join in - simply a magical dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be loads of excitement in Chicago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5867805985881856227?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5867805985881856227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/02/chicago-mini-tango-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5867805985881856227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5867805985881856227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/02/chicago-mini-tango-festival.html' title='Chicago Mini Tango Festival w/ Alberto Dassieu'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5853889946937950350</id><published>2010-01-07T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:46:42.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Dance with You</title><content type='html'>when I dance with you ...&lt;br /&gt;I dance&lt;br /&gt;I sing&lt;br /&gt;I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I dance with you ...&lt;br /&gt;time stops&lt;br /&gt;world spins&lt;br /&gt;earth floats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I dance with you ...&lt;br /&gt;love is my guide&lt;br /&gt;you are my focus&lt;br /&gt;music is my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I dance with you ...&lt;br /&gt;I feel your beating heart&lt;br /&gt;I sense your pulsing body&lt;br /&gt;I hear your dashing breaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I dance with you ...&lt;br /&gt;angels and cupids rejoice&lt;br /&gt;gods and goddesses are happy&lt;br /&gt;birds and heavenly choirs sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and all that because I dance with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5853889946937950350?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5853889946937950350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-i-dance-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5853889946937950350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5853889946937950350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-i-dance-with-you.html' title='When I Dance with You'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-725081738456325370</id><published>2009-11-03T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T03:11:26.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ney Melo and Jeniffer Bratt</title><content type='html'>This past Fri-Sun was a delicious tango weekend in Gainesville  with &lt;a href="http://www.neymelo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ney and Jeniffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2d-IMpavcy4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2d-IMpavcy4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of nice young people, great dancers, enthusiastic teachers, and very, very friendly and approachable, they represent a very nice blend of classic and modern tango. The most noticeable feature is the posture they promote. I recognize it with many dancers today, most notably Julio Balmaceda and Corina de la Rosa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrGvBequeG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrGvBequeG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That posture is where the torso is slightly bent forward with the weight straight on top of the middle of the feet with straight legs, for the most part. It allows for a great degree of freedom of movement between the two dancers while maintaining close connection and an illusion of leaning. One must be careful, though, not to bend lower back forward which may result in an injury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SvAEgU840tI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q6HCXP1q9V4/s1600-h/group_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SvAEgU840tI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q6HCXP1q9V4/s200/group_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399820906643641042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was really a very nice weekend tango escape with a great group of friends from Tallahassee, Gainesville, Tampa area and anywhere in between.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-725081738456325370?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/725081738456325370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/11/ney-melo-and-jeniffer-bratt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/725081738456325370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/725081738456325370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/11/ney-melo-and-jeniffer-bratt.html' title='Ney Melo and Jeniffer Bratt'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SvAEgU840tI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q6HCXP1q9V4/s72-c/group_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-9192881928707238779</id><published>2009-10-09T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:03:48.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why BA?</title><content type='html'>As it is usually the case with e-mailing lists, topics occasionally reoccur for the benefit of the new members. And so it was recently with &lt;a href="http://pythia.uoregon.edu/%7Ellynch/Tango-L/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tango-L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a list  "for discussion of any aspect of the Argentine Tango."  Discussion about what is and what is not tango, or tango nuevo, or alternative milongas and all that raised its head once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a related topic was touched briefly about the evolving art of tango and what is so special about the relationship between Buenos Aires and tango. One post caught my attention. It was by  Dierdre N. Black I reproduce it here with Dierdre's permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 30px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see....where to begin?  First of all, as a professional ballet/contemporary dancer, for a large portion of my life, I appreciate that dance needs to be a "&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255077637_0"&gt;lively art&lt;/span&gt;" and therefore, continually evolving, changing and reflecting, to a large extent, cultural/era specificities(such as: "cargo pants" vs "tango suits", etc.).....I'm definitely down with that concept!  Yet, today, we are still able to enjoy the great, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255077637_1"&gt;classical ballets&lt;/span&gt;, frozen in time, as well as the most contemporary and avant garde ones and they are all called "ballet".    Supposedly, the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255077637_2"&gt;Finnish tango&lt;/span&gt; is "frozen" in the tango of the twenties and they have no interest in evolving their style. Is this a more "real tango" because it hasn't changed, for almost 100 years? Or is "it" more from contemporary pilgrims/portenos, living in BA, evolving the dance, daily; sometimes(depending), dancing tango in cargo pants, flip flops and to Elvis Presley, others, in the little black dress, high heels and to Troilo? Who's to say?  Both of these views of tango(plus the entire continuum between)are valid, here and worth considering, in this discussion, I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, we are asking the wrong questions. Perhaps, tango afficionados are missing the point and think they only come to BA to dance "the real, classic &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255077637_3"&gt;Argentine tango&lt;/span&gt;", to find that, instead, there is a lively art, here, changing with the times/fashions/artists, like any other viable art will do and maybe, looking for the "real tango", in BA, is like trying to know the sound of one hand clapping. Instead, after living here for three, amazing years, I have found that the tango is sooo much more than just a dance(or specific "style", thereof)...the actual dance appears to be merely the "tip of the tango iceberg", if you will.  Instead, you will find the "real tango" in the blood of the rioplatense(Uruguayos, tambien/Montevideo)people, being expressed daily, in their attitudes, customs, desires, food, wine, humor, rhythms of life(even tho they don't dance a lick), as well as in the glorious, hothouse world of musicians, dancers, singers, composers, of the tango classico.  The dance does not exist in an artistic vacuum but rather, in the context of this culture and that is what, in the end, I believe people come here, for...to "feel the tango" context, rather than determine a "perfect style".  In fact the more you are here, the more open that definition becomes.  If there IS any one, consistent element that continues to run through all these discussions, though, it's the "connection" of tango that people seek, within themselves and each other and BA provides that constant feeling of connection, with your family, neighbors, dance buds and "the BA life", from whence this seductive dance comes.  There's nothing like "swimming in the BA soup for awhile" just to make your tango more juicy, soulful and connected, no matter what style you prefer. Also, not just attending classes and milongas, while here but going to theatre, opera, poetry readings, tango  music/singer performances(no dancing), art/photog shows, will make your tango dancing better..... not necessarily more classic, flashier, better technically or even more nuevo(2-3 weeks simply isn't enough to accomplish that, even with intensives)but more importantly, you can go away with "many more miles" and a more organic center/perspective that can't be replicated anywhere else.  You can experience directly, the cultural position that the dance of tango inhabits, in this warm, sensual city/country(and Uruguay, btw). Then, your personal style merely becomes the "icing on your tango cake".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besos y abrazos,  Dierdre N. Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-9192881928707238779?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/9192881928707238779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-ba.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/9192881928707238779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/9192881928707238779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-ba.html' title='Why BA?'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5232247024882454461</id><published>2009-08-07T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:05:46.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tango and marching</title><content type='html'>When I was 8 and a half years old (back in 1958) my father taught me to play an &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alto_horn"&gt;althorn&lt;/a&gt; and for the next almost ten years I played in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brass_band"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marching-symphonic&lt;/span&gt; band&lt;/a&gt; in my hometown, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dubrovnik"&gt;Dubrovnik&lt;/a&gt;. I loved it. I loved playing marching music while marching along the old city cobblestone streets (really &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sett_%28paving%29"&gt;setts&lt;/a&gt;)-- especially the old "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Main_street-Dubrovnik-2.jpg"&gt;Stradun&lt;/a&gt;" (by the way, we used to play a march which if our marching speed was just right, we'd start at one end of Stradun and finish at the other exactly - it was fun doing it that way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway. A few years later I was "promoted" to play the baritone horn, which gave me the chance to be a soloist during our sit-down concerts. But, it was marching while playing that got deeply embedded into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father told me the stories of Italian "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bersaglieri"&gt;bersaglieri&lt;/a&gt;" and their marching bands, which used to come visit to Dubrovnik in the 20s and the 30s, and how he and his friends marveled at the skill of those players to play so well while kind of jogging down the street with the resulting overall adrenalin-pumping, uplifting feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as a consummate tango dancer, I can not help but re-live that same exquisite marching-to-the-music feeling, especially when a Donato or Biagi happy sounding tangos are played. Take "Lonjazos," for example. Can't you just see the bersaglieri band marching/jogging down the street? I can and feel.  And it makes me sigh with a happy feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5232247024882454461?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5232247024882454461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/08/tango-and-marching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5232247024882454461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5232247024882454461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/08/tango-and-marching.html' title='tango and marching'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-334416852181527644</id><published>2009-07-13T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:39:07.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so, what is this thing we call tango?</title><content type='html'>Take a minute and read this brilliant blog entry with the provocative title "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://lanuitblanche.wordpress.com/2008/10/17/mi-buenos-aires-querido/"&gt;Mi Buenos Aires, querido ...&lt;/a&gt;" by La Nuit Blanche. It is all about tango in its full meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing that all these cultures collided and colluded in that one place resulting in great things among which tango is its beacon light. It offers a direct line to a very fundamental humanity in you if you let yourself really touch all of its secrets. This life is indeed not a rehearsal. Feel, feel, feel, .... feel its pulsating rivers within yourself, let them take you to a journey with no end. Smile and love with no limits and no reservations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-334416852181527644?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/334416852181527644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-what-is-this-thing-we-call-tango.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/334416852181527644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/334416852181527644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-what-is-this-thing-we-call-tango.html' title='so, what is this thing we call tango?'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-7518919229329382048</id><published>2009-06-25T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:21:14.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimi</title><content type='html'>It's almost finished, Mimi's two week visit in our neighborhood. Somehow when she teaches me to dance a better tango, I do not want her to ever stop teaching. I don't know she does it, but it must be her enormous love for tango and mountains of knowledge and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi definitely has strong, very strong opinions about how it's done. And it may take you a while to "see" what she is doing and why. But then, things just start clicking and then it's up to you, well me, to take all that wealth and drill the techniques. Once you really feel what is going when using (at least some of) Mimi's techniques, you will want more of the same. Well, I do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Mimi Santapa, "La Maestra de Los Maestros" for so generously spreading your riches. I feel lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I must say that it is all Gordon's fault - thank you Gordon. My friend Gordon encountered Mimi's teaching in France some years ago. She was then his guest in Tallytown last year - things did not quite click for me then - and than again now. She is promising to return next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-7518919229329382048?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/7518919229329382048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/06/mimi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/7518919229329382048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/7518919229329382048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/06/mimi.html' title='Mimi'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-6091150401223348199</id><published>2009-06-15T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:02:47.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... and he smelled good!</title><content type='html'>The other day a friend and I were returning from a short trip to a milonga somewhere in North Florida and, of course, we talked about our dance experience among other things. So, my friend started talking about this one dancer whom we both thought of as a good dancer and a good looking man. But then, my friend added "and he smelled good" with a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all you dancers out there, do not think that your personal hygiene is not a factor, for it is indeed a factor that makes an enjoyable dance possible. I see many men dancing with their shirts thoroughly soaked with perspiration. At least make sure you bring one or more shirt changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-6091150401223348199?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/6091150401223348199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-he-smelled-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/6091150401223348199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/6091150401223348199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-he-smelled-good.html' title='... and he smelled good!'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5227796251985235308</id><published>2009-04-02T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T03:59:01.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango'/><title type='text'>Atlantis</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to Atlantis, a Tallahassee bar and grill sort of restaurant with fine food and atmosphere. One half of the dig is the restaurant, the other a dance lounge sort of place with nice cabaret-style booths along one side, a raised DJ stand on the other with a large mirror in front of it, and a fairly good floor. There is dancing on most evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is advertised as the "Argentine Tango" night. I do remember several years ago coming to Atlantis on Tuesdays to dance (they switched to Wednesdays some time ago)-- I DJ-ed some of those events. Those were the days when we actually danced tandas of argentine tangos, milongas, and valses. The floor was crowded most of the time. Then things changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was really nice last night, but it was not tango at all, most of the pieces did not even resemble tango. Again, very nice, but not tango. I watched as one or two couple danced and was amused. While at least one couple danced very creatively, they did not seem to need the music to dance at all. So, clearly the fact that they moved about with some form of tango-like steps and figures to non-tango music did not matter to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the music and left after about an hour with no dancing to speak of. I miss Buenos Aires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, for the people in Rio de la Plata region, tango is part of the culture, for the rest of the world it is only a dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5227796251985235308?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5227796251985235308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/04/atlantis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5227796251985235308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5227796251985235308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/04/atlantis.html' title='Atlantis'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-2130235593632587519</id><published>2009-03-20T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T03:59:33.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango'/><title type='text'>After Milongueando 2009</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since Milongueando 2009 ended. It was a great gathering of tango lovers from around the world with those who personally witnessed its progress in the last .. oh, 40, 50, or 60 years. And it took me a year (since Milongueando 2008) to finally figure out the essential value of the gathering. I speculated about it, given the schedule of events, but only after having spoken with the two convenors, Maria Plazaola and Susana Miller, it became clear and confirmed. (My friend Shoko and I conducted video interviews with the two and will soon publish ot for all to see.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, among other maestros we had Tete (and Silvia), Abel Peralta, Juan Manuel Suarez, Roberto Segarra, and Pedro Sanchez  - all long time tango dancers and milongueros. Most of them with their own specific "style." And, while they were not necessarily teachers, they danced, their style evolved by dancing for decades and were in classes accompanied with teachers who could and did decompose some important aspect of the milonguero dancing in order to share it, make it accessible to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a genius concept. I hope Susana and Maria continue with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-2130235593632587519?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/2130235593632587519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-milongueando-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/2130235593632587519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/2130235593632587519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-milongueando-2009.html' title='After Milongueando 2009'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-2081735044339803830</id><published>2009-02-27T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:49:36.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An evening view</title><content type='html'>The other day, late, late in the twilight hours, this great view presented itself to me from the 10th floor balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking West:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/Saf85CW7QGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IS74G9eAzn0/s1600-h/eveningView_02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/Saf85CW7QGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IS74G9eAzn0/s200/eveningView_02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488742695190626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down Ayacucho towards Corrientes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/Saf847_w0TI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pG0mU2vS5Qg/s1600-h/eveningView_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/Saf847_w0TI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pG0mU2vS5Qg/s200/eveningView_01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488740987425074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-2081735044339803830?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/2081735044339803830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/evening-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/2081735044339803830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/2081735044339803830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/evening-view.html' title='An evening view'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/Saf85CW7QGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IS74G9eAzn0/s72-c/eveningView_02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-3217546811190392130</id><published>2009-02-27T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T05:05:43.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day before I leave</title><content type='html'>So it has come to the last full day here in Buenos Aires for me (this time around :-). Dancing every day, studying and practicing for the last three weeks, and feeling the beat of the creative chaos of this great city under my feet everywhere (making sure that that beat is not softened too much by you-know-what, which you can occasionally find spread generously in front of you on the sidewalk as you innocently walk about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after all of the fancy stuff, I must say that I still enjoyed the most dancing to the oldies like &lt;a href="http://www.todotango.com/english/creadores/edonato.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. For example, last evening at El Beso (Lujos) I lucked out dancing the whole tanda of Donato (started with El Acomodo and finished with El Adios) with a very nice Polish lady, good dancer.  Mmmmm... we were both in heaven and I just did not want it to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something magical for me in that softly, slowly moving Donato's beat, it is both romantic and joyful even when the content is sad. So, when you both let go, when you surrender to the feeling of it, and move smoothly back and forth and around and up and down with the waves of that mesmerizing music, mmmmm... It's heaven when you truly feel one with your partner, both in body and in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end we both said "mmmm ... perhaps I'll see you again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, this tango world is really quite small, albeit spread around. I often see familiar faces when I go from one milonga to another here. I see faces from other parts of the world which I might have seen years ago here or somewhere else. We all somehow perform this pilgrimage to the mecca of tango to recharge our batteries and return to our own corner of wilderness reinvigorated. Tango has that magic which hooks you and sweetly does not let go. Once you taste that candy you just want to keep it melting in you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my dear Polish dancer, I hope to see you again somewhere, but in the meantime do spread your sweetness around generously, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-3217546811190392130?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/3217546811190392130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-before-i-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/3217546811190392130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/3217546811190392130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-before-i-leave.html' title='The day before I leave'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-4536149181986879304</id><published>2009-02-22T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T03:39:11.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is raining in Buenos Aires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE0IUgIiWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-RkQgDN9Ers/s1600-h/weather_2009_02_22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE0IUgIiWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-RkQgDN9Ers/s200/weather_2009_02_22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305579153566239074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is Sunday. I was planning to walk to Recoleta/Palermo neigborhood, browse the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.fodors.com/world/south-america/argentina/buenos-aires/review-413694.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feria&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.fodors.com/world/south-america/argentina/buenos-aires/review-413694.html"&gt;Artesanal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and go to the &lt;a href="http://www.virtualtourist.com/travel/South_America/Argentina/Distrito_Federal/Buenos_Aires-1541981/Things_To_Do-Buenos_Aires-Palermo_Japanese_Garden_Jardin_Japones-BR-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to visit with an old tree friend of mine and generally enjoy the day of leisure. But it has been raining almost steadily since last evening and it does not seem it will stop raining any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no walks today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I am reading a good book (Barack Obama's "The Audacity of Hope"), I have a nice floor to practice some, can occasionally peek through the balcony door to see what goes on out there, listen to good music from my iPod and await early evening hours to hop into a taxi and go to Maipu 444 for some dancing. C'est la vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE4Zo6EDMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/y9yYJORIBBc/s1600-h/DSC03493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE4Zo6EDMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/y9yYJORIBBc/s200/DSC03493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305583849147993282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE4Zhos0dI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OuJkJf2BuOs/s1600-h/DSC03494.JPG"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE4Zhos0dI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OuJkJf2BuOs/s200/DSC03494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305583847196119506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE4aE5dgTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O5voc7knNO0/s1600-h/DSC03495.JPG"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE4aE5dgTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O5voc7knNO0/s200/DSC03495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305583856661659954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-4536149181986879304?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/4536149181986879304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-is-raining-in-buenos-aires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/4536149181986879304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/4536149181986879304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-is-raining-in-buenos-aires.html' title='It is raining in Buenos Aires'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/SaE0IUgIiWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-RkQgDN9Ers/s72-c/weather_2009_02_22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-6686063809989813470</id><published>2009-02-22T02:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:54:51.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango'/><title type='text'>Practilonga (or not)</title><content type='html'>Word "practilonga" (some spell it "practi-longa") is widely accepted term (at least in the USA) used to describe a social event where a group of people dance and practice dancing tango (and milonga and tango vals). It is a word resulting from melting two words together -- "milonga" and "practica" -- both commonly used in the tango world coming from Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "rules" of behavior at a practilonga are not as strict as at a "milonga" (strictly dancing) where one of the most important no-nos is to do any sort of coaching on the floor, where music is usually played in "tandas" (sets of 3-4 like songs with a short 30-40 second interlude), the flow of dancing is observed closely, and there is generally much lesser level of extraneous noise (chat and such). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, unlike in a "practica" where the atmosphere is sometimes quite chaotic and almost anything goes as long as it has something to do with tango, of course, in a practilonga, those who practice are expected to be a bit more cognizant of those who want to just dance and to respect their choice to do so by limiting their experimentation and noise levels. In turn, those who just dance are expected to be tolerant of those who practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, practilonga works for both worlds - dance and practice - although with somewhat lessened impact. However, a practilonga is particularly useful for the beginners. So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a distinguished member of the Argentine ex patriot community in North Florida objected to the use of the term itself, calling it atrocious, and wished it had not been used. A whole slew of responses was generated, some seriously in support of the objection, some humorously offering alternatives. Here's a sampling of alternative terms: fauxlonga, quasilonga, milotango ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-6686063809989813470?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/6686063809989813470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/practilonga-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/6686063809989813470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/6686063809989813470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/practilonga-or-not.html' title='Practilonga (or not)'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-7405852162900166657</id><published>2009-02-20T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:19:57.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango'/><title type='text'>After the festival</title><content type='html'>I intended (as I did the last year) to write every day of the festival about the festival experiences, but (just like it happened the last year - I will never learn) the time was preciously divvied up on doing things rather than writing about doing things. Soooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, the festival was great. Lots of good workshops and great socializing with dancers. I plan on returning the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing stood out though. It took me a year to figure out at least one of the major goals of the festival. We had a score of mostly old-by-age milongueros, who are not necessarily teachers, accompanied by the teachers teach workshops. And what would usually happen was that a milonguero would show a particular sequence and the teacher would teach the technique involved in achieving whatever the milonguero was showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I though that was sort of weird, since tango is not about sequences, as we know. But, then it dawned on me that each one of those old-timers developed something very special in their dance in an organic way - by and large they were not taught dancers, but rather they learned via a long process of dancing. And they mostly really could not teach what they were doing systematically since their dance was not in their brain but in their heart and in their body memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the expert teachers like Susana, Maria and others, would "deconstruct" what milongueros were doing, they would distill the essential elements of it and teach methodically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as a result, we got the benefit of both the practitioners and the teachers. To me that is the genius of the idea behind the Encquentro Milonguero. I hope they continue the same way into the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-7405852162900166657?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/7405852162900166657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/7405852162900166657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/7405852162900166657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-festival.html' title='After the festival'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5137159632734926755</id><published>2009-02-11T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T05:20:11.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango travel'/><title type='text'>On the first day</title><content type='html'>It's Wednesday, the third day of Milongueando 2009 in Buenos Aires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day, Monday, was the registration day plus the unforgettable Osvaldo Natucci talking about tango. Osvaldo is this amazingly animated guy, knowledgeable of tango, great DJ and a very special dancer - in my view, known for making loads of tiny steps in sort-of a running fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQtItjJyMfU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQtItjJyMfU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osvaldo's talk was superb as always. He loves the music, knows it, and talkes about it in a way that is truly contagious. You just can't help but being involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I got his CD set (40 CDs which he uses for DJ-ing). The CDs are masterfully compiled, with the first 20 of a better quality than the second (I believe he did the "clen-up" as well). Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening my friend and I went to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parakultural.com.ar/"&gt;Parakultural&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Dancing was nice, the floor was crowded at times, but mostly allowed for nice dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demo dance that evening was totally amazing. The two young dancers, Daniel Tuero and Cecilia Riccinni, were beautiful as people, beautiful to watch, very expressive, technically precise, creative, musical, and were having fun. The choreographies were superb. Great performance. I especially liked their dancing A Everisto Carriego.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5137159632734926755?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5137159632734926755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-first-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5137159632734926755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5137159632734926755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-first-day.html' title='On the first day'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5341183763454151112</id><published>2009-02-06T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:00:34.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango'/><title type='text'>On my way</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;In about 30 minutes, my friend, Gordon, will (likely) pick me up, drive me to the Tallahassee Regional Airport to board the plane for Miami, followed by an overnight flight to Buenos Aires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am staying in a friend's apartment on Ayacucho y Lavalle, close to tango things happening. This is my fifth visit and it is almost like going home, at least to my tango home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend has already left Tallahassee a few hours ago and is traveling to Buenos Aires via New York. She arrives a few hours after I do. We share the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will attend Milongueando 2009 followed by almost two weeks of "free lancing." Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5341183763454151112?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5341183763454151112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5341183763454151112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5341183763454151112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-way.html' title='On my way'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-7561681540249511981</id><published>2009-01-31T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:58:18.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Tango elements, concepts, and techniques</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;The thoughts presented here are my first attempt to formalize and put into words a guide which I have developed in teaching tango - the dance. I will continue refining this guide in future blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I teach tango to those new to it, and provided that I have about 15-20 hours to do it, I systematize it as follows. I introduce and work on elements, concepts, and techniques. In addition, I introduce exercises which are helpful in developing some aspects of technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elements of tango dancing are those things which are always present in the dance. They are: walking, posture, embrace, connection, and musicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concepts are those things which are applied in a certain situation or scenario of the dance. They include: tracks, cross or hook step, parallel and cross walk system, change of front, change of direction, code, elegance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Techniques are those things which help us use a concept well. They include: weight transfer, pivoting, leg movement, body core maintenance, axis maintenance, balance, body disassociation, linear and circular/rotational movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-7561681540249511981?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/7561681540249511981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/tango-elements-concepts-and-techniques.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/7561681540249511981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/7561681540249511981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/tango-elements-concepts-and-techniques.html' title='Tango elements, concepts, and techniques'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-6911563460407730026</id><published>2009-01-13T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:05:01.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>tango or not tango</title><content type='html'>(copied from &lt;a href="http://okvarbud.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dubravko's musings&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a recent discussion on Tango-L group about this video (see &lt;a href="http://mailman.mit.edu/pipermail/tango-l/2008-November/009276.html"&gt;Milonga en Alemania&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eNWC76wPGOo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eNWC76wPGOo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some comments were lamenting about the "tango nuevo" phenomenon and its repercussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote (edited for the purpose of this post):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One thing I like about this context for dancing is the backdrop character of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This music is not danced (tango music is danced) -- it provides a channel, a basis, an opportunity to amplify a mood. And then that mood is danced out in a very personal way, just as the amplified mood is a very personal matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point about this music is that, for me, it has an equalizing effect on dancing partners in a sense that allowsboth partners to fully and simultaneously create. It presents an enormous playground for improvisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words,  when it is danced well (I have a long way to go, but desire to get there), it allows for a continuous change of traditional "roles" and thus the product, the whole spectrum of dance sensations,  is co-creative. Very, very different from classic tango dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mater of fact, if you dance to this music in a classic way, you will almost certainly get bored quickly. But venture into co-creation and you will be amazed by the whole new set of sensations. Certainly, some of the "classic" sensations are "out the window" too. Hence, you gain some and you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the classic tango is in a way co-creative as well, but with the "roles" very defined and maintained throughout the dance, with very few exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there are those on this list who see this in a very different light. I hope we realize that we should not be seeking "the truth" about it, but are simply sharing our own attitude about it which can not be right or wrong - it is very personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, should this be called tango? I do not really care and do not wish to discuss at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment was really only about the music used for that clip not about the dancing. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-6911563460407730026?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/6911563460407730026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/tango-or-not-tango.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/6911563460407730026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/6911563460407730026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/tango-or-not-tango.html' title='tango or not tango'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-8456911543882129414</id><published>2009-01-13T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:04:24.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Tengo Miedo</title><content type='html'>(copied from &lt;a href="http://okvarbud.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dubravko's musings&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today I was leafing through the copies of pages from a tango music book I borrowed from a friend thinking which one I'd like to learn. The first one catching my attention was "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.todotango.com/english/download/player.asp?id=1262"&gt;Tengo Miedo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (if it does not play from that page, &lt;a href="http://www.todotango.com/audio/wax/1262.wax"&gt;try this one&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great old tango (it was apparently written in 1929). So, I strummed my guitar and hummed and later sang it with a vigor of new discovery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I said let me see what I can find out on the web about it. Needless to say, there is lots. I went to Youtube links and found a clip of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jzls-0QSLQs&amp;feature=PlayList&amp;p=A2BC83B609241BF7&amp;index=31"&gt;Carlitos Gardel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkdnukfwIUw&amp;feature=PlayList&amp;p=A2BC83B609241BF7&amp;index=30"&gt;Julio Sosa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; among others (two very different interpretations, I love the Gardel one with the guitars).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit further down on the list of links was this one to &lt;a href="http://blogcritics.org/archives/2007/08/16/203327.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three Women of Tango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I thought, great, women are not quite as talked about in tango as men are. What I found was a great story. Well, really three stories, all in one way or another related to "Tengo Miedo." I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tango dancing, singing or reading about it provides me with endless pleasures. It must be magic. No end in sight! Salimos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-8456911543882129414?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/8456911543882129414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/tengo-miedo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/8456911543882129414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/8456911543882129414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/tengo-miedo.html' title='Tengo Miedo'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771149750681555095.post-5336304165524408065</id><published>2009-01-06T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:20:53.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro</title><content type='html'>I just created this new blog dedicated to tango only. The other blog, &lt;a href="http://okvarbud.blogspot.com/"&gt;my main train&lt;/a&gt;, has started to get mixed up with other stuff. So, in a bit, there will more stuff here, as soon as I get it all set up properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start by copying my "tango" posts from "&lt;a href="http://okvarbud.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dubravko's musings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771149750681555095-5336304165524408065?l=dbtango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/feeds/5336304165524408065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/intro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5336304165524408065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771149750681555095/posts/default/5336304165524408065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbtango.blogspot.com/2009/01/intro.html' title='Intro'/><author><name>Dubravko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236244487724832147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kDYB_hO0PIw/R3FD_pte02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XRQgdSdTlA4/S220/dubravko.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
