After eleven years living, dancing, teaching tango, and writing in Buenos Aires, I came home to L.A. in 2014, where I'm reconstructing my life.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
The Lofty Bandoneon
Hi Folks, I'm now in my hometown of Los Angeles trying to recover from my smoke allergy that made me a basket case in Buenos Aires this week. I thought I was too sick to travel, but then I thought, well heck, I'd better travel and get out of Dodge. These fires are another horrible aspect of the farmers' strike that emptied our supermarket shelves two weeks ago.
But first Ruben took me to the pharmacy for a nebulizer treatment, which made me feel better while I was doing it, but my asthma returned on the walk back home.
Anyway, from the L.A. Times comes this interesting article on the accordion, which includes information on every tanguero's favorite instrument, the bandoneon. Where would the tango be without its emotive, expressive voice? Heck, we'd still be dancing to flutes and guitars, or nowadays amplified basses and drum sets, or yeah, forgot, we'd be dancing to the electronic music of tango neuvo! (couldn't resist)
THE ACCORDION HOLDS A LOFTY PLACE by Constance Meyer