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Why I Love Tango Music (Part I)

“Flow is a harmonious experience where mind and body are working together effortlessly, leaving the person feeling that something special has just occurred…This is because flow lifts experience from the ordinary to the optimal, and it is in those moments that we feel truly alive and in tune with what we are doing.” - Susan A. Jackson and Mihaly Csikzentmihalyi, from Joy in Motion Ever since I wrote about flow on the dance floor , I've gotten emails asking me to explain what I meant by it - to elaborate further on what one type of music has related to another. It's been a bit of a mess trying to explain this well, but here goes. I have what I think sounds like a simple idea - but for something so simple at first blush, it's gotten pretty complicated to try to articulate. So please be patient while I tug at the threads of this and see if I can unravel the thoughts in my head. I'm limited in my musical vocabulary, so there are some terms I might not be using correctly - o...

What I'm Listening to now: Discepolo’s "Uno"

Lyrics: Uno busca lleno de esperanzas el camino que los sueños prometieron a sus ansias... Sabe que la lucha es cruel y es mucha pero lucha y se desangra por la fe que lo empecina. Uno va arrastrándose entre espinas y en su afan de dar su amor... sufre y se destroza hasta entender: que uno se ha quedao sin corazón... Precio de castigo que uno entrega por un beso que no llega o un amor que lo engañó... Vacío ya de amar y de llorar tanta traición... One goes searching full of expectations down the path that had been promised in one’s dreams to one’s desires... One knows the fight’s a vicious and a tough one but one fights it through the bloodshed with a faith that never tires. Time and again one clambers into thorns and in the urge to pledge one’s love suffers and gets destroyed until one learns that one’s been left without a heart at all... One pays it out as the price of being punished for every kiss that never comes or every love that leaves one fooled... too empty then to care and sh...