W.h. Auden ~ Dance, Dance, Dance Till You Drop
James Abbot McNeill Whistler  (1894-1903)
A Dancing woman in a Pink robe, seen from the back
Dance till the stars come down from the rafters
Dance, Dance, Dance till you drop.
~W.H. Auden

"I love to dance, it does not matter if it is a Tango, a Foxtrot, a Samba or a Jive, just like to move my body on the rhythm of music…I just can not sit still. Other people get their kick out of shopping, playing Foxy Bingo, or singing. But as for me, dancing is my thing. The dance floor has always been my comfort zone.
Dancing is a natural movement of the body and has always been popular! Personally I love the music of the roaring twenties, the swinging age...in music, dances, dresses and names like Heavenly Sugar and Shining Pearl.
Otto Dix, "Metropolis," 1927-28.
The Tango ~ Music Of Passion And Malinconia
"A Sad thought dancing" that migrated from the brothels of Buenos Aires to the European dance halls.

Several great writers have written tango songs, but the greatest and most profound lyricist is Enrique Santos Discepolo.
The man who defined the tango as "a sad thought dancing" , "a mixture of anger, pain, faith, and absence" sings of love, death and paradise lost in radically pessimistic poems that express the despair of the thirties, that "infamous decade" where hopes of democracy gave way to coups l'etat and electoral fraud.

Faced with stattered dreams, "All is a lie, nothing is love/the world buggers you about as it turns." Love is always at punishment: "Why was I thought to love/If to love is to cast all your dreams into the sea".

Kees Van Dongen [1877 – 1968]
Tango or Tango of the Archangel
1922 – 1935
Mata Hari ~ The Dance
~ The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word. ~
Mata Hari