Edition XXIV

November 5, 2006 


 


reminder from
 the 
editor .

Tickets for the Posada Milonga are selling fast and we can only sell 200. You can find information on the web at this address...
lavidatango.com/pm

Please contact us ASAP for when and where to purchase yours and don't forget the shoe bags that are for sale to help pay for the ballroom...   This is going to be the biggest and best yet...


Hola Tanguero’s  Hola Tangueros,

Como estan todos ? Well recently I attended two milongas, one here in San Antonio, and one at a ranch in south Texas. Both turned out to be enjoyable in they own special way. The first was the milonga at Maggie’s secret garden which was a fund raiser for the Posada Milonga event coming up in December. While the turn out
wasn’t quite as well as hoped for, it still provided an evening of dancing.
There was food and desert for all that attended and a couple of birthdays were recognized. The music was provided by Frank Huddleston, who does a phenomenal job of mixing it up, he surely knows his music. Maggie’s garden provides a beautiful environment for an evening of socializing and entertaining. I will be looking forward to next year’s event.

The second milonga was held at a ranch in south Texas I can’t say how large it was but all I could see was land stretch out for miles. I arrived late on Friday night at the ranch which is about a two hour drive from San Antonio. As I pulled in to the ranch I had to disembark from my all terrain vehicle (Toyota Corolla) to open the gate. As I opened it, I looked up and saw the expanse of stars, I had not seen for years it was an extraordinary view. I knew at this point that no matter how the rest of the weekend went that the view alone was worth the effort of driving down to this ranch. Later as I pulled up to the ranch house I was greeted by several other tango people who had arrived earlier in the evening. After settling in I went out and sat under the stars and witnessed several shooting stars, it was magnificent to see.

The next couple of days were spent doing some tango practice, hiking, and jet skiing. That evening we had our milonga, again the attendance was a bit low but the dance quality was high, and I enjoyed the dancing. The last day at the ranch we did some more hiking and, of course, some picture taking. The ranch event provided an opportunity to relax and mingle with some of the tango people in a different setting.

The event was really worth the time, effort, and planning. My many thanks go out to the people who were instrumental in putting this event together. And of course to the hosts of the ranch thank you for your generosity.

In closing I’d like to say that both these events required a vast amount of time, planning, and expense. Sometimes the milongas have a great turn out, sometimes they don’t, but you never know what you will see or miss when you don’t show up, I have found the milongas to be serendipitous for me in the past
and I am sure they will be in the future.

* All Photos by Roy Montejano


Dear M,

I am a tanguera who loves the close embrace. I also have no problem with letting myself go in a man's arm during a dance. Thus far, I have found that most men have been respectful of that and that only a few might insinuate things after the dance. But I have had two occasions, one very early on in my tango experience, and one most recently, in which the men attempted to kiss me full on during the dance. Needless to say, I wasn't very happy about it and my first reaction was to slap the men. I didn't. I love the dance too much to have any situation ruin my experience. Anyway, my question to you is, how do I go about making my intentions clear? That the outpouring of emotion and passion i have in a dance is strictly for the love of the dance and not for the dancer. Do you think it would be appropriate to just say something along those lines before I begin dancing with someone? Your advice would be much appreciated :)
Thanks, L

Dear L,

Ew, how awful! Well, I don't think it would be appropriate or even necessary to mention that you don't want any 'extra attention' before you begin dancing because in most cases the 'tango relationship' starts off with rules and parameters. One of the wonderful things about the tango experience is that one can feel 'open' during the dance to experience many feelings without crossing boundaries. There is nothing wrong with flirting or trying to hook up with a woman at a milonga, but it should happen off the floor, out to public view, and with the woman's consent. Taking the embrace is not the same as giving consent to romantic intentions. I think you will find most of the good dancers are there just to dance and will demonstrate any romantic feelings through their dance in a respectful way.

Unfortunately, as in the case of the incidents you described, people can sometimes get swept away by these feelings and there will always be those few men who will try to take advantage of you during the dance, whether you 'let go' or not. Some guys think that just because you let them take you in your arms that you want something more, regardless of the signals you are sending him. Personally, I think you should have slapped these guys when they tried to smooch you, or at least pushed them away and said something to put them in their place. At least, I hope you made it very clear that what they did was totally inappropriate, and I hope that you haven't danced with them since. I know you don't want to the reputation of being a b*tch, but you don't want to be known as easy either. In tango, sometimes it's better to be the b*tch. Don't be afraid to be strong about it; if you come off as strong there is less a chance of guys thinking they can take advantage in the future.

[To be fair, my friend who is a guy, wants to say: "May I ask, do you do anything a little 'out of the ordinary' to demonstrate your passion for the dance? Moaning, perhaps? (Some women do this!) Caressing the man's neck? Or even the dreaded um, 'flip up'? Sometimes the woman has to restrain herself too!"]

After posting this answer, I was inundated with e-mails asking 'What is the Dreaded Flip-Up?!?'. Well, for the answer, I'll defer again to my male friend who says...:

'The flip-up started appearing on the scene in the last couple of years as more tango dancers started dancing close-embrace. Unfortunately, many tangueras new to close-embrace did not realize how much twisting (torsion) is involved in the dance and did not adjust their technique. As a result, when it came for them to lift their left leg to step over the gentleman's right foot after a parada, they would not properly twist their hips in the direction that they were going and would, in effect, 'flip up' his 'bits & pieces'. I can assure you that its quite startling when the guy feels his manhood go airborne.'

Um, right then - you had to ask! (Most of the time this is accidental, sometimes though ladies who are 'on the prowl' will do it slowly and intentionally...) Ladies, to avoid being an unwitting 'flipper':

When the man leads you to pivot forwards and step across in front of him (forward ocho, parada, whatever) disassociate in your center, pivot your right foot and let your hips turn as much as possible so when you step across your hips and legs will be facing across your partner, not into him, and your leg will have clearance.

Also, when you lift your left leg a little higher as an embellishment as you step, be aware of how close it is to him, and always keep your knee pointing closed i.e. across yourself, not open i.e. towards him. Not only does this help prevent the 'dreaded flip-up', it also helps you look more lady-like, especially if you are prone to wearing skirts. And if you go further with the embellishment and you run your foot up his leg or your own before stepping across, your foot/shin can touch him but make sure to keep your knee and thigh to yourself!


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LAS MINAS DEL TANGO “The Women of El Tango”

This is the first article of the series “Las Minas del Tango”. There are many but I wanted to start this series with who I consider to be one of the most representative Minas Del Tango in the United States. If you or any Tanguera you know in your area has done or is actually doing something really relevant for the Argentine Tango (dancing, teaching, organizing, reporting or spreading the authentic original dance, music and its cultural assimilation) please send all the information to orlandobudini@yahoo.com .

NORA DINZELBACHER

Tango dancer, teacher and organizer

Producer of 
"Nora's Tango Week" Festival, 
 San Francisco, Ca.

I met Nora in 1999/2000 in San Francisco, California. I was in that unique and beautiful city which reminds me of Ancona, the home city of my father in Italy, attending the Red Carpet inauguration of the show “Forever Tango”. As everybody expected it was a magnificent show and I had the chance of indulging my tango appetite contemplating one more time, the master performance of the beloved friend and eternal milonguero Carlos Gavito. During the intermission while talking and making plans with a group of old tangueros friends for the rest of the night, some one suggested going to a milonga in Berkeley. The place was a little far away from the city but according to the source, the organizer of that milonga was an Argentine lady who had started teaching tango some time ago at Stanford University with a fantastic work-shop attended by hundreds of students. This fact strongly called my attention of course and I started to investigate a little bit more about this interesting lady. I had first knowledge that she was the sister in law of Rodolfo Dinzelbacher, a legendary tango dancer and teacher from Buenos Aires, one of the main stars of the first’s “Tango Argentino” presentations on Broadway some years before. I happen to know Rodolfo Dinzelbacher very well and this increased my interest even more in such a Tango lady. But when I heard her history in the USA, her sad and suffered destiny here and her courageous, incredible and strong reaction to fatality, I decided, with no hesitation, to go to that milonga and meet Mss. Nora Dinzelbacher no matter where and how far that place was.

Nora moved from Entre Rios (an Argentine province) to the big city (Buenos Aires) when she was 17. She studied for some time and got a Masters Degree in dance at the National School of Dance. Her stage debut, came suddenly and unexpectedly when Raul Dinzelbacher, a charismatic young director and choreographer for the Argentine Folkloric Ballet invited her to watch his performance. That evening, just before the show, Raul had a fight with his girlfriend and partner, so he took Nora by the arm and holding up his dancing partner’s costume announced: “If you fit in this dress Nora … you are dancing tonight”. Scared to death and shaking Nora understood right away that this it, her lifetime opportunity and she took it. They both were naturals with each other and she began to dance as part of the company. A year after Raul Dinzelbacher broke up with his partner, he and Nora become a couple and start dancing in night clubs, theaters, on television and set up their own dance studio in Buenos Aires. In the 80’s while performing on a cruise ship Nora and Raul made a stop at the port of San Francisco. Seduced by the beauty of the city, its culture and people they requested to stay and catch the next ship in 15 days. After 9 months of promises to catch that next boat they were forced by the cruise line to go back to Buenos Aires. While in San Francisco, they made a lot of friends and returning was already in their minds and becomes a reality when they received a tape from Martha and Jean LeRoux, a couple that they befriended during their stay. It was the year 1986, “Tango Argentino” was a big hit in Broadway and Martha, in a trip for 3 month to Europe, invited them to stay in their home with only one condition: they have to teach tango! They started teaching with a great deal of success, they won the lottery to get theirs green cards and… they got married!

Everything seemed to be working out like in a great dream, then suddenly in 1990, at the top of his tango career, the young and strong Raul Dinzelbacher died of a heart attack. Nora devastated and now a widow at 36, was advised by friends and relatives to go back to Buenos Aires. Considering her limitations with the language, all her contracts to teach tango but no partner, the economical situation and the fact that she was now by herself in a foreign country, her family wanted her to return to Buenos Aires to her friends and to her country. Nora got her pain and guts together and in an act of courage and determination, decided to stay in San Francisco no matter what. Soon she was teaching tango everyday of the week. She started teaching performers only at the Smuin Ballet Company and at the New York’s Omega Institute. She went back to cruise lines with “Tango by the Sea”. The following year she took a group on a tango cruise to Alaska, was also invited to teach tango in Germany, Japan and she started to take U.S.A. tangueros on tango tours to Argentina. 

I was with Nora on one of those early tours to Buenos Aires, I believed at that time, what she was really looking for was to work and get drunk on tango to forget the pain. She wanted from the bottom of hers heart to stay in San Francisco and make it by herself! She did it and now it was the right time to full fill one of hers oldest and most precious dreams, her own Tango Festival in San Francisco, Nora’s Tango Week!


Sexy and very expressive logo of 
"Nora's Tango Week" Festival

When I meet Bob Moreti, a son of Italian immigrants, he immediately start calling me “Paesano” and we used to speak Italian even in a middle of Nora’s famous milongas, he insisted that he needed to practice the language. An educated man, intelligent, gentle and always with a smile on his face, Bob was a retired Colonel from the US Air Force, an antiques dealer in Chico and an unconditional tango lover. His military discipline and his dedication to tango were just what Nora’s Tango Week needed. When Nora invited him to join efforts in the organization and production of the festival he said “It will be an honor”. With Bob aboard, Nora moved the Festival to Emeryville so that participants would have a better access to hotels and restaurants and start increasing the hours and days of the festival as well as the teachers and activities. With the magnificent view of the bay, the professional direction of Nora and the invaluable help of Bob Moreti plus a program with the best Argentinean tango teachers Nora’s Tango Week became, year after year with no interruption, larger and larger and is today one of the few remaining very professional and serious Tango festivals around the country visited by tango lovers from the USA and all over the world. After 7 years of work and success Bob retired from Nora’s Tango Week and died to cancer at the beginning of the last year. Nora’s Tango Week is a Tango institution in the United States and Nora, that 17 years old girl from Entre Rios, who bet and risked her life and everything on tango. Despite not speaking English, a widow and by herself in a foreign country, is today one of the most well known Tango teachers, organizers and producers in this country. She is professionally admired and respected all over the world. Not bad Nora, not bad at all !!!


 

"PSYCHOLOGY of TANGO"

(The Joy of Dancing)

 

By Elena Pankey

Every night women and men are gathering at Milongas to talk, to meet each other, to smile and maybe feel happier…Their eyes are sad or shine, their hearts are hurt or inspired, and their minds need some challenge or relaxation…

      Many people love Tango, because they can grow into it.  They all come with the different purposes and reasons.  Most of them keep dancing because on the dance floor they can release their tension and anxiety, enjoy the music, meet some challenge or create a new dance.  For many of them it is important that dancing keeps them feel good, they can forget every day problems, and just relax by dancing. Others come with the hope to escape the loneliness, meet somebody and communicate; because they like to feel somebody next to their heart, somebody who makes them feel good, at least for a moment…

        People who got taste of Tango will never stop dancing this beautiful dance. Others found in Tango community their friends and only family.

   Thank you for some who are so purely devoted to that dance and who lives inside it, and keeps this World of Tango so beautiful.

     Tango has many attractive parts (creativity, beautiful steps, music, and exercise of the mind) which hook people onto it. With this in mind, we could look and understand what else inside tango embrace, what kind of psychology was running tango into the life.     

In the 19 century Tango was born in the slums and brothels. It was born as a result of lonely immigrants; men were trying to find some comfort in the company of a woman. It was a way of escaping the loneliness. It was an illusion of love for a moment. It was a way of walk with a woman and music.

     At the beginning, from immigrant’s hearts some deep nostalgic melancholy came to tango music. There were some songs with very melodramatic words. It could be about a lover who has left, some unhappy situations, or life without meaning or joy.

        Some lonely people and some dysfunctional couples still come to dance tango in their own time to get some illusion of love, in order to feel at least for a moment something special that they don't have in their real lives. This is another side of Tango that keeps some people at Milonga.  An old story of those who tried to buy any kind of illusions... Tango was a way of being drunk or drugged by its mysterious charm, and in a way to forget for a moment the reality. It is a sad, hidden truth about what people share and have in common when they dance it. Also, people were fighting with each other because of it... It still stays this way for some of them.

However, it could be a way of a therapy, a better way of thinking. It could be a way of releasing some negative energy and creating a new fresh stream to live with.

   Tango movements have special energy in every one of them. This energy varies from step to step. Such energy depends on the music and on the personality of the dancer, the designer of that dance.

  If a man grew up in a very controlling or manipulative childhood, he acquired too much feminine energy.  His tango is weak. He does not have any energy in the steps. He does not make an effort to do energetic steps, and he does not know when and how to do that.  His authentic initiative was suppressed in his childhood.  Then, the women's independence movement of the 1960's helped to kill that energy and initiatives of men, as well.

This is why a man mostly unconsciously follows a woman's strong personality in his life and tango. They have fear inside “not to be wrong again,” not to be scolded, or did not get an approval from his woman.  They try so hard to be polite, agreeable and please women. However, it brings them look of a cooked potato on the dance floor.

         Some women on the dance floor take a man's space and energy, and paralyze his will to create anything.  She takes his desire to create, freedom to dance or improvise. Nevertheless, she probably does not realize it, and tries to make up a dance for a man, by at least doing some adorns.

 When a woman has too much male energy, and too many disappointments and frustrations in her life, she expresses it through strong dancing.      

Nevertheless, all women still desire and dream to dance with a strong leader, about somebody who would hug them and strongly take to somewhere to a beautiful happy place. Maybe, at least, in this dance...

    In both cases, it is not a good tango. Women and men need to LEARN how to balance their "lack of" or "too much" male energy. Then their tango will improve. Also, it will help them to live a more harmonious and happy life.

   Ladies!  Let men lead you.  Don't talk to him while learning the dance, don't try to "help" or teach him. Let them just BE with you there for a moment. You should not assume that you "know," and don't anticipate the steps. One day you might dance with a very advanced leader, and then you could be very surprised how little you might know.  

Dancing tango is fun when it is not knowing what is next, but creating movement based on the message your partner sends.

    The bigger circle of your knowledge, then your circle of unknown around you is even bigger. With your deep learning you will understand that you know nothing. Even after 2000 years... the hidden truth could be discovered...

   Under the general name "Authentic Energy and Connections," we are teaching "Tango as a Relationship Therapist.”  Some of it this philosophy people would learn at our group’s lessons, and mostly it will come to you in our private lessons.



Tango à la Parisienne

a Tango Story  by        
         Robert Osbourne  

Part Two . . .              To Read Part One  Click here

Entering the Bistro Latin Tango Bar is like walking into a Toulouse Letrec painting, where one breathes the intoxication and excitement of bohemian abandon and sees, in the eyes of the handsome men and on the champagne flavored lips of the beautiful women, a sparkling gaiety. So many joyful, rosy people gathered in one place with a common purpose: the celebration of life; to laugh, to dance, to embrace the incomparable, delirious charm of Paris. One sees too, beneath the glittering surface, a hint of "chambre-derriere" spice and debauchery.

Natasha knows everybody in the place. As we emerge at the top of the stairs, I see admiring glances in the eyes of the men who are thinking…"what a heart-breaker she is; the poor American parvenu won’t be around long," And from the women, a wary, green flicker of the eye that says…"damn Bolshoi tramp!"

We step onto the smooth oak-wood surface of the dance floor, whose dark, ruby finish reflects the yellow overhead light. A couple, in tango-tight embrace, glide towards us. The woman’s cheek lightly brushes that of her partner. Her chin rests on his shoulder, and on her cheek she feels the rough, dark stubble of his beard. In her breasts, wedded tightly to his chest, she feels the beat of his troubled heart; and in her pulse, the beat of the tango speaks its insistent, redoubtable message.

Her eyes are closed, and on her face there is a look of tango rapture…an intense look of sweet, joyful suffering that brings moisture to the eyes and fills the heart. I know this look. I see it on the faces of virtuoso musicians in the concert halls. Sometimes too, I see it in the faces of Buddhist monks, who, from a state of deep meditation, watch "The Veil of Maya" lift before their closed eyes.

I take Natasha into my arms, and, with thigh locked against thigh, long-step her onto the dance floor in a tango sweep that sends her thin, white skirt billowing behind her, like a gossamer cloud. A light blue veil hangs about the room as a consequence of the big blue tango paintings hanging from the walls. Under the paintings at one end of the room, three  musicians, with heads loosely held in circular embrace, play guitar, bandoneon and violin, while losing themselves in the back alleys of Buenos Aires. Men, wearing dark, pin-stripped suits and hats that ride low over eyes lost in shadow, sit at tables with their women, whose stiletto-heels show like dangerous weapons through the slits of their black sheath gowns. Their smiling red lips part, and their laughter sweetly rides the crest of the tango beat.

The waitress, carrying a tray loaded with empty glasses, passes us on her way to the bar. She spots Natasha, and a warm smile of recognition rises on her lips. She pauses at the edge of the dance floor. We dance across the floor to where she stands. She lifts her tray high above her dance floor. We dance across the floor to where she stands. She lifts her tray high above her head and embraces each of us with her free hand as we exchange kisses. The tango ends and dancers mingle on the dance floor, exchanging greetings, reviewing tango steps and smiling warmly in animated talk. The women gradually leave the floor and return to their tables to make use of their fans and drink champagne. Their fans, folded into unremarkable, inanimate wands, lay on the white linen tablecloth.

They pick up their fans, and, with an imperceptible twist of the wrist, punctuated by an umbrella-opening POP, transform the fans into gorgeous lace wings that stir the moist, perfumed air beneath the plunging décolleté of their gowns, cooling their damp breasts and causing the nostrils of the men standing nearby to twitch. I walk over to the small bar, where Isabelle, a pretty, slew-footed ballerina who traded her toe shoes for the stiletto heels of a professional tango dancer, is meticulously drying gleaming champagne flutes with a towel. "Bonsoir, Robert," she says, leaning over the bar to present her cheek for my kiss.

"The usual?" she asks, reaching for the bottle of scotch on the shelf above the mirror. "No, not tonight, Isabelle. We’re drinking champagne tonight; and I’ll take one of those big fluffy patisseries with all the creamy goop on it, si’il te plait," I tell her, pointing to a tray loaded with a million calories. "Je suis un méchant garçon, and this is my 'redemption': a peace offering to Mademoiselle Natasha for having abused her trusting, Russian generosity. Isabelle withdraws a bottle of champagne from the frig and sets two champagne flutes on the bar. POP! The champagne "shows-off" its bubbly exuberance, fizzes to the top of the glass and then retreats to a safe breathing distance. I raise the glass to my lips and feel a few migrant bubbles burst onto the tip of my nose.

The music begins again, and couples return to the dance floor. Others remain seated at their tables, watching the dancers, admiring the complex movement of their feet, the embraces, the broad sweeps, the clack of heels and the arched backs of the women as their men bend over them in intimate belly-pressed-to-belly embrace. The women's black shoes, armed with stiletto heels, stealthily climb the legs of the men, whose black hats ride low, over eyes lost in shadow. The dancers surrender to the forbidden beat and glide across the floor in close embrace. The women’s eyes are closed. Their blood red lips curve sweetly upwards in La Gioconda smiles, as the men, with slow hands on silken thighs, gaze with half-closed eyes into infinity. The world disappears and conscious thought fades as in a dream..

to be continued . . .
email:  robert_o@lavidatango.com 


Ten locations for the Zorzal

The popular Tango singer, whose voice has been included in the Register of UNESCO, can be recalled at-at least- ten places in Buenos Aires    

By Alejandra Rodríguez

 

In Buenos Aires the Morocho del Abasto (Abasto's black haired), as the popular tango singer was also known, can be met again at the street which is named after him, at his house turned into a museum, on Jean Jaures street, and at many other spots of the city where he lived. An itinerary -that can be done by bus during one of the free guided tours offered by the local government- includes the following Gardel sites:

1. Casa Museo de Carlos Gardel (Jean Jeaures 735): In the Abasto neighborhood, the typical 20th Century building where Gardel lived from 1927 to 1933 offers certain rarities and remembers the singer's works, though not much has been preserved since the house suffered several restorations. .

2. Carlos Gardel Passage and Tango Walk: Located at the passage that crosses the Abasto shopping center’ central square (between Anchorena and Jean Jaures streets), this walk hosts the Monument to Carlos Gardel, made of bronze by sculptor Mariano Pagés and placed there on March 2000.

3. O'Rondeman Bar (Agüero y Humahuaca): Earlier named El Progreso, it is one of the very many bars and cafes that surrounded the Abasto Market, in the terrain framed by Corrientes Avenue and Anchorena, Agüero and Lavalle streets, where the Abasto Shopping Center stands today. Gardel sang in this bar in 1910.

4. Corrientes Avenue between Esmeralda and Maipú streets: At beginning of 20th. Century, Corrientes was a narrow street where the most famous tango spots were located. On the corner of Esmeralda and Corrientes Avenue, a plaque tributes the National Day of Tango, December 11, Gardel’s birthday.

5. Luna Park (Corrientes Ave. and Bouchard): The stadium once devoted to box and now to artistic shows is the place where Gardel's funeral took place on 1936 summer, after tragic plane crash at Medellin, Colombia, where the singer lost his life on June 24, 1935.

6. Café Tortoni (Av. de Mayo 829): At the historical cafe, on June 27 1927, Gardel sang at a party held to honor Luigi Pirandello, whose troupe performed at the Odeon Theatre (located in Corrientes and Esmeralda). The Zorzal acted along with his guitarists José Ricardo y Guillermo Barbieri. The National Academy of Tango is located at the second floor of the same building -called Palace Carlos Gardel-.

7. Casa del Teatro (Av. Santa Fe 1243): Its room Carlos Gardel exhibits the singer's personal belongings, such us documents, clothes, photos and other keepsakes from his childhood and his career.

8. Palais de Glace (Posadas 1725): The building opened as a skating rink and later became a social club with milongas Gardel used to attend, though he never acted there. A tale tells that the day Gardel was celebrating there his 25th birthday (12/11/1915), he was involved in a gangs' fight at the neighboring Alvear square and got shot in his lung. His life was in danger during 40 days and the bullet could never been extracted from his body.

9. Palermo Racetrack (Av. del Libertador 4401): Inaugurated on May 7 1876, close to Parque 3 de Febrero, the singer was usually seen there due to his passion for horses. He bought the first of his 9 horses, Lunático (Lunatic), in 1930. Among, the most famous Domingo Torterolo, Máximo Acosta and Irineo Leguisamo; Gardel dedicated his tango Leguisamo solo to the latest, a closer friend of his.

10. Chacarita Cemetery (Av. Guzmán 780): The mausoleum where Gardel rests is at the necropolis located in Chacarita neighborhood. Each June 24, his death's anniversary, many fans visit the tomb and usually leave a carnation and a cigarette on Gardel's statue.

Gardel in the Memory of the World

UNESCO included in its Memory of the World register the Uruguayan Horacio Loriente Collection of records, some acoustic and some electronic, which was produced between 1913 and 1935 and comprises 770 pieces sung by Carlos Gardel, the "Zorzal Criollo" (Creole nightingale), as the singer was known.
The records, produced in Buenos Aires, Paris and New York, include the 29 musical genres and the different styles that made up Gardel's repertoire, and preserve an excellent record of his unique voice, with its highly unusual nuances.
Created in 1997, the Memory of the World register aims to preserve and "the universal worthy documental patrimony". Nowadays, it comprises 91 works and collections. Gardel -whose birthplace brings out intractable controversies - had spread tango round the whole world. In fact, his success in Europe and the United States caused the opening of Tango academies in Paris, Buenos Aires and Montevideo when the Zorzal Criollo was still alive. Those academies have become hundred of milongas and dance schools all over the American continent, in almost every European country and in Asia, mainly in Japan.
Nowadays, 60 years after his death -which occurred on June 24,1935, in Medellín, Colombia-and 90 years after his earliest recordings were made, Gardel still has many admirers and 34,247 Internet sites (according to a search engine) are devoted to him.

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