Friday night

Spent much of the afternoon looking at Outline Magazine and feeling to old or too scared to go ‘clubbing’ on my own.

Now listening to Piazzolla and thinking about doing a Tango lesson.

3 Comments

  1. Mark Says:

    I did go to Tango.

    I enjoyed it. It could be addictive, I can see how the inner dance-geek wants to learn all that control and communicative lead and follow.

    And as a night out it was good. I met some nice people in the beginners class, and then I ran away. I was going to go sit in the downstairs room where there were enough confident dancers to make a social scene. And a bar and good lighting. I changed back into my huge white sticky trainers first so I would have a good reason to decline invitations to dance. But even then I bailed out and ran away from the room once I’d ventured inside. It all seemed rather too intense and I didn’t want to be there.

    Part of it is fear, of course. I heard that one of the other beginners was asked to dance on his first night, I didn’t fancy that because it was clear to me already that if I had to wing it for a whole dance, I’d end up swinging it instead and that, for some reason, seemed more embarrassing to me, than just being crap. So I just didnt stay.

  2. natty Says:

    Poor dear. What happened? When did you become so timid?

  3. Mark Says:

    Timid? Not sure. Talked about this a bit to several people since it happened. I think I was used to being a bit special when I walk into a dance venue and here I Wanted to go in and hide. The tango folk who run that night need to give the beinngers somewhere safe to hid when they arrive. Walking into a dance thats going with nowhere to dump your coat and bag is a bit scary. We can all learn something from this I think.