In tango etiquette class my teacher recommended that I let a potential partner know of my two-month beginner status. Even before the first salida. This gives him the opportunity to excuse himself before I step on his feet. And he can save himself from looking inelegant as he suffers through yet another beginner.
He said: “You followers don’t need to spend thousands on dance classes. All you need is a good lead. Like me. I’ve been dancing the tango for ten years. You don’t need to tell me that you’re a beginner. I’ll know it from your first step.” I’m seeing a common theme here. I must have beginner written all over my feet.
To his credit, he hung in there with me. Using my every misstep as a teaching opportunity. “Stop shifting your weight, I know where your weight is. Do not anticipate my next move. If I tell you to stand on your left foot for ten years then you stand on that foot until I indicate that you move to your right foot.” Charming.
Truth be told, I could barely follow his lead. Where was the elegant invitation to dance? The firm but gentle hand on the small of my back, indicating that I move this way or that? His movements were sudden and choppy and dizzying. So, I checked that my t-straps were secured and held on as he shoved me around the dance floor.
Copyright © 2012 Nancy Green