Il sinsabor è essere Pensalo Bien e cercare di incastrarci dentro Elentari (scusate l’autereferenzialità, qui)
il sinsabor sono gli alfajores e gli oreo a colazione, con le teiere di caffè per restare svegli
il sinsabor è Sinsabor
il sinsabor è Vuelvo al Sur che chissà quando la si ballerà di nuovo
il sinsabor è sapere che, comunque, era giusto così perchè non si può essere solo metà di se stessi

ma chi l’ha detto che quando la musica colpisce non fa male? per me sono schiaffi invece di note, coltellate invece di parole ed il gusto dolceamaro che mi lasciano.

mi si incastra tutto nella mente, Buenos Aires e quasi tre anni di vita, che chissà se mai riuscirò a disincastrare.

credo che solo una persona potrò capire queste cosa scritte, parole che, giuro, non sono casuali.

per gli altri chiedo venia, ma anche uno stupido algoritmo, a volte, può essere crudele.

Veronica

p.s. e grazie, carino, comunque. anche per la tesi.

I also feel like I cannot explain Argentina to everybody out there. I had imagined the furious writing, before during and after my journey, but it didn’t happen, because it really was cathartic for me. not just the Luna park I’m telling everyone it was. So I also feel like a bad blogger, that should instead be excited to be able to write down and share such a wonderful experience. Looks like my blogging calling stretches only so far.

I swear it was wonderful, I met Tina (and it was wonderful too ) and a whole lot of wonderful people, but that’s about all I’m able to write now.

I suppose I must assimilate it before.

I also feel that tango gave me a lot, but that I also let it rob me of parts of me, so I decided I’ve got to make them surface again, as I cannot fully be myself otherwise.

So back again to my other friends, to my ‘other’ music, to the rest of my life that I have neglected too often and way too much in the last 3 years (almost).

It must have been finding again one of my best friends, after 5 years of seeing her no more that 3/4 days a year, since she moved to Denmark. It must have been being able to play with her newborn daughter for a month, with our other two best friends. It must have been being able to go out with them.

…it could also have been Facebook, now I think about it…

well, whatever it was I’m grateful. I’m offered the opportunity to stay in the middle of these two lives, now that I’ve learned that I cannot live without tango, nor without my other life.

So this is a post to tell you all that I want to begin again to write on the blog, but that maybe it won’t be all about tango anymore, even if it will be A LOT about tango, I’m Pensalobien, after all.

But I’m also Elentari, myself before the tango.

e così potrò tornare ad avere una scrittura involuta.

At last.

.con tante recriminazioni al dio ostile che ha creato il tempo e la distanza. G.Apollinaire

I found some new videos on youtube and I’m finding extremely hard to concentrate in all those wonderful things I was doing before finding them, like researching for my thesis and trying to study for my exams in autumn

So, since I’m not doing much blogging in this period, for one reason or another, I decided to put them here, for those who read me and didn’t yet find them on youtube (probably because they don’t search obsessively and systematically the tag ‘tango’ and then order the results by ‘date added’ ..like.. everyday).

and what’s more, all those videos, and the ones with Puppy Castello and Chicho Frumboli, are part of a BBC documentary and I hope more parts will surface on line soon.

thanks to Herny124 for putting them on line.

and now another documentary abstract, always Javier and Geraldine!!

I hope you like them and appreciate them as I did

La Bruja_documentary mode:on

It has been a real pleasure hearing these experiences and receiving all the advice and proposal for help to make the most of this journey, I hope to receive more and I wanted to say to you all that you’ve been of great help and that you also made me want to go there even more .

I thanked and I’ll thank the people who I regularly see in person, but I here on the net I especially want to thank those who I won’t see until I get to Argentina and those who I won’t see for who knows how much time, since they’re on the other side of the world. In strict alphabetical order.

Alex, whose blog provides both wonderful posts and wonderful photos of the most strange and non tango-related things

Barry, that I met on youtube and always sends me great music and challenges me with the most wonderful or strange conversations

Cherie, that demonstrates how people can love a kind of tango and yet be civil and open and all the things I never dreamed of in my city

Damian, whom I met in person and had a great time dancing with, but now has gone back to Australia

Deby, who writes the first tango blog I ever found and read and continue reading, because it’s so great

Jantango, who I don’t know, not even on the net, but thank you very much anyway for your comments and advice

MissTango, who writes wonderfully and, apart from tango, made me discovery very interesting stuff about BsAs even before I decided to go there

and Tina, that I might meet here in Italy sometime in the future, but for the moment I expect to meet in BsAs

So, everybody, a very heartfelt thank you, grazie mille.

Veronica

And now back to my exams, which are now the real reason that keeps me away from my blog.

I found this thing in Confessions of a Tango Dancer and I thought it was the most beautiful thing about tango. It’s part of a list of the kind ‘you know you’re obsessed when’, but it’s so much above the average, it’s so sweet and true. Because it’s real that, if you’re a tango dancer, you…

…Think it’s natural to walk up to a person you’ve never met in your life, take them into your arms and hold them in a close embrace for 3 minutes

La Bruja_sweet mode:on

So here I am, beginning a new (tango) week with a not so new, but much loved tango: Humillacion.

Tanguera explicitly requested it to be put in the Tangos de mi corazon page and so I did, here. In the page, instead of the usual audio file with the best version of the tango I could find, I put two videos, with two great couples dancing to the wonderful D’Arienzo and Biagi version of Humillacion. So go and take a look at Javier and Geraldine and to Sebastian and Mariana dancing, four alien dancers that makes it better to watch, but much much worse to dance for all of us mortal and terrestrial tangueros .

And now for me it’s time to get ready, magically become 9cm higher and go out there dancing on the notes of D’Arienzo.

La Bruja_dancing mode:on

So I take refuge in discussions, whichever the subject, and in tango videos. Only videos, because even tango here in Genoa is somehow ‘betraing’ me and it’s going slow and sleepy toward a sleepier summer.

Coming now, instead, the new tango video I fell in love with, to keep the moral high!

La Bruja talkative mode:on

And we’re going too Peru too, to see all the historical sites, Titicaca lake and, if we can manage, an area on the coast which, we are told, is wonderful from a naturalistic point of view (and my boyfriend would be delighted to go, so he can take all the pictures he wants of penguins, sea lions and seals).

I don’t have other info about my trip as yet, but I’ll post again about it if there’s something particular, I must not think about it too much, otherwise I’ll trouble sleeping .

If any of you want to share some advice for Peru or Argentina I’ll be grateful, otherwise just wish me luck

La Bruja_excited mode:on

As you have read in the miserable post scriptum I wrote at bottom of last post Italy in now once again to be ruled by the right coalition guided by Silvio Berlusconi [or the psiconano (psycho-dwarf) or il nano di Arcore (dwarf from Arcore) or the principal esponent of the other alliance, as Veltroni kept calling him during the election campaign to general amusement except for the piqued replies of none others than Berlusconi himself]. You can also gather from the tone of these few lines that I’m not very happy with the outcome of the elections, but before labelling me as one more nostalgic communist, deluded left-wing supporter or something of the sort let me clear the fact that I have no problems with a right coalition being in power (well, I would prefer the left one, by a long shot, but that’s not the point of democracy, is it? The alternate government is something I’m perfectly comfortable with), I have serious problems with this sort of right coalition being in power, with Berlusconi being in power, with self-declared fascists being proposed as candidates (and automatically elected due to the idiotic voting system created during the Berlusconi legislature in 2005 and defined an obscenity by its creator, see the link to the wikipedia page dedicated to Italian Parliament and, particularly, to its electoral system). I have big problems with people who burned the Italian flag in the past being in the government and with members of the Mafia (already condemned by Italian courts) being called heroes by Berlusconi himself (here the video).

I have problems, in short, with a coalition that calls itself a ‘moderate right’ coalition but is, in fact, a rather disorderly mass of weak people seeking protection from the law, of greedy citizens who don’t care how many times they have to commit crimes in order to get rich, of the sad image of the average Italian who admires Berlusconi because he’s a self-made man, ignoring (sometime willingly and knowingly) that he became so consorting with the worst kind, avoiding trials by mere technicalities (or, in the last years, thanks to laws his own government approved), making connections with important and often dishonest people thanks to his membership in the Masonic lodge P2, who counted among its members also members of the Argentina military junta of the ’70s and ’80s and whose Italian members tried a coup d’état in 1970 (among other various misdeeds).

The left coalition has always been weak in Italy ever since it has been possible for it to gain power, the only exception being the happy, though economically difficult, season that saw Italy enter Eurolandia (as we, in Italy, call the group of European nations that abandoned their currencies in favour of the Euro). It has been weak for many reasons and while some can be attributed to the critical geopolitical position Italy held during the Cold War and the years immediately following the disappearance of the Warsaw pact, now those reason can’t be considered valid anymore. It has been almost 20 years and the Italian left should have been able to become a cohesive political force fit to rule a country. However it has not and this last is the nth demonstration of the power of misinformation over the political immaturity of a population that was not allowed to create a critical view over the events (political or not) of its own country for almost 4 decades and then became of a lazy mind losing all inquisitiveness.

These are, of course, only overall bitter thoughts over an event that seriously threatens to throw Italy head first in the solid wall of insane protectionism and improbable economic measures that marked the last Berlusconi legislature, but..

I think I can consider myself in good company.

please see the various links inserted inthe text for further information, I chose the most neutral sources I could find.

La Bruja_really, too sad to have a mode on.