Passion, if I had a pound for each time tango was described using this word I’d have a sizeable fortune worthy of being guarded in Gringotts. Descriptions that read as, ‘A vertical expression of a horizontal desire’, fiery and filled with desire. Burning emotions, raw energy. I feel like I need a cup of tea and a sit down.
When you put two people together, the outcomes are endless and unique. Passion in this sense is but one tone of the spectrum and seduction is not the only objective. The reaction produced by these elements in their relationship to one another and the music show the true beauty of tango, love.
There is music, and lyrics, for a panorama of emotions, relationships and situations which gives rise to the idea of moving beyond the default values of passion, seduction and betrayal, man and woman with the music.
Sweetness and the innocence of first love, the richness of lives spent together and shared history. The unconditional love and tenderness of parent and child. The bitterness of loves lost and betrayed. Sometimes the process of learning to move together, you’re both vulnerable but right there in the moment and trying your best. It’s all love.
The act of placing a person in front of each other and creating movement hints at a story that’s waiting to be told, and they will only find it out in that moment through their embrace. But, it’ll be painted in shades of love.