tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23522785.post2631306249684036177..comments2023-09-25T08:07:19.567-07:00Comments on tangocherie in Los Angeles: Those Mysterious Milonga Codestangocheriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10012220622641996877noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23522785.post-32732713737492234952010-10-25T05:26:52.880-07:002010-10-25T05:26:52.880-07:00Reed, no one is going to hand you a list of the 40...Reed, no one is going to hand you a list of the 40 or so codigos when you enter a milonga. Those you must glean on your own by observing, talking to people, etc. But a good organizer won't let chaos on the floor caused by someone who doesn't know how to dance ruin the experience for the others. But there's time to learn the codigos after you learn to dance, which I hope you do! The codigos just make it all so civilized and easier to focus on the dancing itself.<br /><br />I don't know either, Mari, except that North Americans tend to resist complying with all sorts of etiquette rules, don't they? We've let many niceties of social life go by the wayside, unfortunately, so it's not easy to impose a whole new set of rules of behavior on anyone. But it's their loss.tangocheriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10012220622641996877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23522785.post-32058448323151653012010-10-20T16:45:55.772-07:002010-10-20T16:45:55.772-07:00Thank you Cherie for putting focus on this. When o...Thank you Cherie for putting focus on this. When one looks at the reasoning behind the codigos, they really make sense, so I don't understand why there is such resistance to them in some places. When even some of the codigos are observed at a milonga, everyone relaxes more, there's less chaos on and off the floor, and things seem friendlier generally. *shrug* What's not to like about that?Marikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14195873941515232734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23522785.post-59086602145667220802010-10-19T13:34:19.109-07:002010-10-19T13:34:19.109-07:00My first trip to a Milonga was my first week in to...My first trip to a Milonga was my first week in town. They only explained one of the codes to me: "No, you're not allowed to dance." Once everyone took to the floor, it made sense. I would have been twisting ankles left and right - and not just my own. Someday I'll start with lessons and take the plunge for real.Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14989379631083901130noreply@blogger.com