I hate it when the story breaks off mid-sentence and the person disappears onto the dance floor without warning. It's also bizarre when they then continue the story at exactly the same point twenty minutes later.
That may be cultural. On this side of the pond, it isn't uncommon to have 20-minute breaks with nobody leaving:
"Blah blah blah." Stares at the sky. Pops a beer. Drinks the beer at a leisurely pace. Stares at the sky more. "So as I was saying, blah blah blah."
That's what I grew up around in Nova Scotia, a land of fishermen and nothing to do at night. So, it doesn't particularly bother me. Maybe it's a colonial white trash thing. I don't pretend to be U.
I painfully remember someone from such a group suddenly jumping up and approaching an alpha leader without any apparent prelude.
You needn't be an "alpha leader" (whatever that is) to experience that. You just need a strabismus and an optical prescription too severe for laser surgery or contact lenses, saddling you with eyeglasses that reflect light and distort how others see your eyes. At distances over a few metres, my gaze isn't a line but a cone: I invite everyone in a general area.
It becomes even more complicated when there are groups of people at a milonga who are there to socialise.
To be fair, that's a key part of what the milonga is for. I mean, "milonga" is an originally Bantu (I believe) word that means something like "shoot the breeze," adopted to identify the event as a place to chatter. Sociologists regard the physical location of a regular milonga as a "third place" whose
primary purpose is social interaction, community building, and identity development, not dancing. While some nontraditional milongas have drifted, this aspect is still important to some of us.
As a keyboard cowboy who spends too many hours working from the same apartment where he cooks, eats, sleeps, does his laundry, etc. while his girlfriend – who can't work from home due to being an HR director – isn't there, my week offers little human contact. I write long screeds online because, hey, I'm spared 1-2 hours of daily commuting. And when the sun goes down and the milongas open, I get out to change which four walls surround me and to see people. I see dancing as
equally important to this, and would hesitate to say that it's
more important.
(Once again our community has shrunk to maybe 20 active dancers so if a leader is absent then there’s a lot of downtime).
Ouch, yeah, that changes the picture a lot!
I'm writing from the perspective of a greater metropolitan area with ~4.4 million people, with c. 20 weekly milongas and practilongas, many of them with 50+dancers who aren't the same from place to place. One of my nerdier teachers estimates that we have perhaps 10,000 people who've taken a tango class, 1,000 who still come out to dance at least once a year, and a revolving 100 regulars at our milongas. The global average for our population would fall between 160 and 2,400 people, depending on whose numbers you trust, so that seems plausible.
So why don’t I lead? I don’t enjoy it! I’ve tried it a few times but prefer to follow.
Many people have told me that being able to dance both roles makes one a better dancer. Accordingly, I learned to follow and will do so sometimes when I'm helping out in a class. It has helped my technique in certain areas, but I don't enjoy it at all.
Also, being a known longtime, profesionally coached leader in a city where the follower:leader ratio ranges from 3:2 at best to 3:1 or 4:1 in some cases, I'd be stabbed to death with high heels if I didn't lead!
Doesn't bother me, it works exactly like a book
That is my experience. Granted, it might be a function of one's brain. I used to have 3-4 books on the go at once, and I could return to any of them in any order with few ill effects on comprehension. When my girlfriend and I watch streaming series, I can jump right back into one paused mid-episode last year, while she must re-watch the entire season up to that point to pick up the thread. On the other hand, she has a far better memory for names, faces, and social encounters than I do. I don't know what psychology calls these qualities.
I (leader) actually go to milongas mainly to socialize.
I truly respect that and wish that more people would do it. I've encountered the belief that "tango friends aren't real friends," which I find more destructive to the culture of the milonga than
any of the things that people like to complain about: tango nuevo, short tandas, long cortinas, ripped jeans, verbal invitations, women leaders, queer tango, . . .
Also, the later it gets, the better the music gets.
My favorite times to dance are right at the start (lots of floor, all my favorite partners who are older and have less stamina are there) and right at the end (lots of floor, tandas that help you burn up that floor, all my favorite partners who are younger and energetic are there). In between is the best time to socialize. It's less frustrating than being stuck behind 37 guys who lead slow, lyrical movements to
El flete against a mobbed line of dance.