Tango is such a personal experience. But I believe that in the continuum of tango aficionados . . .

There are those who dance something like tango (and sometimes even to tango music!);
There are those who dance tango (some do it very well);
There are those who simply…tango (ahhhh!).

Oh, yes, there is a difference! I strive to simply…tango. If dancing is what you think is important there are other guys in town who perhaps dance better than I do. But for me as a man tango is first and foremost about embracing a woman, heart to heart, feeling her softness against me, experiencing the feel and smell of this feminine creature as a woman first, then, as a dancer second. Then, it’s about protecting her on the dance floor as we move together in the crowd, becoming one entity with four legs, touched (I hope) by the same sentiments coming through in the music and lyrics.

But that’s me…..maybe not you. For you it may be first about…dancing. I think that the more you’ve experienced pain and loss in your life the more you’ll feel tango as I do. The more you have seen of authentic social tango, especially in Buenos Aires, the more you will discern “good tango” from “good dancing.”