Why do women dance with their eyes closed?
Trip Start Nov 03, 2008
26Trip End Nov 18, 2008
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But first, did you know that there are two types of tango? I am not sure what the "other" one is-North American or ballroom; I am actually not sure what it is called. You have seen it in the movie, "Scent of a Woman" and commercials where the man jerks the woman around, with a rose in her teeth, and they strut across the dance floor as if their fists are going to ram through a wall. THAT is not the tango that we dance.
We dance the softer, smoother, more sensual Argentine tango. Yes, it has flare when the woman kicks up her legs, swings them around and does "embellishments." The man also kicks up his legs, etc. But it is a much more romantic dance. It also takes a tremendous amount of concentration. You will rarely see a couple dancing Argentine tango and talk at the same time. In fact, I was dancing when a gentleman from Seattle; it was finally nice to finally talk to someone who spoke English. He said, "I need to stop talking so I can dance." And I did too.
I believe that the need for concentration is the first reason that a woman closes her eyes. But it goes far beyond that; if you are dancing a passionate tango where a real connection is made (one head, one body and four legs) it is difficult to leave your eyes open because you get so caught up in the movement of the dance. Somehow you are able to feel the floor, the movements, the music and the lead better with your eyes closed. Many times when I was finishing a dancing in BsAs, I would open my eyes and have to get my bearings and figure out where I was in the room. After I did, I would walk back to my chair. I have heard that some men will attempt to do the same, but that is dangerous. Two couples colliding on the dance floor with four stiletto heels could do some real damage!
The next entries will be videos shot at some milongas. Notice that the women usually have their eyes closed. If you want to see it in person, go to the Loring Pasta Bar in dinkytown in Minneapolis at 6:00 p.m. on any Sunday. I will probably be there!
Now I think I will go to bed, close my eyes, and dream of dancing tango in BsAs.