Rock and Roll Sports

A teatime guest on Test Match Special - a member of a band called Scouting for Girls - just observed that Test Cricket is the most rock-and-roll sport there is. For what other sport can you roll up at 11:00, have a drink and sit in the sun all day, following the rhythm, the build and release of tension, the teamwork, the conflicts, the drama, the pauses, reverses, the just and the unjust, the individual battles, what other sport will fill your radio with a wholly new and often unexpected story for the long, long drive from a gig in Cornwall? Twenty20 is just pointless. This is Rock and Roll.

I think we can learn a lot from that.

Twin Baby hats with swapped stripes

These are for two little girls, younger sisters of the Moominbaby, Little Pearl. They are very stretchy so should (I hope) fit for a while.

They were born earlier this year so they'll be still babies now, but quite big babies. These are roll-upable and might last till toddlerdom - they are more or less the same as the smooth striped beanie, just smaller and made of a very soft wool mix.

The Tables

Oh yeah, at Carablanca on Friday they pushed the tables on the right hand side WELL in from the wall, and raked them, so that officious punters couldn't shove them back. It worked really well, you could walk right round the back of them for the whole evening and get where you wanted to be without being in the way of the dancers, and it makes the dancefloor a more manageable shape.

Also they had a very good DJ, Luca Lamberti (from Italy so I assume he's only visiting) and they serve cheap cocktails.

Cloudscapes

Ever since about when I went to Les Cigales I've been mainly trying to make the best of a mostly lovely summer, and haven't been that vocal on tango subjects. And before that I was upset about something. You can't waste a lovely summer, you don't know when there'll be another one. The cloudscape of Folkestone beach, shortly after rain:

It's nice being me.

And the same from some very pretty gardens, as I walked down the slope with a friend, holding her toddler by the hand. He is not quite conversable yet but he is tall enough that I can stand up straight if he holds me by two fingers. He still has a baby grip.

What's happening here?

What's happening here at 01:29-01:35? Is it led (obviously where she is going is led, I mean the way she is going there) and if it is her own variation what is it a variation on, i.e. what is he leading? Is it just a forward walk with some pivot or is there some element of lean-and-drag?



I think it requires a slippery floor and when I imagine making that movement I feel that it might be naturally inspired by a slippery floor. But it looks delightfully bonkers, I think it's great just there, and I want to know what is really happening.

Hat tip Alex, who has a post with eight different performances to this gorgeous milonga.

No Trains

Can we PLEASE have some high-speed track south-westwards. I have a lovely invitation to a lovely milonga in a lovely hotel and I could get to Scotland with less time and expense, or Germany in less time with 80% less faffing about. What this place needs is a super-rich tanguer@ with a helicopter. Huh.

Tanda Display at Negracha

Diego DJ'd at Negracha last night; and for the first time anyone I knew there was aware of, he had obtained control of the projector that hangs up somewhere above the lights, together with some sort of software* that allowed him to type messages to the room (it was displayed in real time, with typos and corrections as they came out). And he mainly said things like:

We are listening to

EL FLETE

Juan D'Arienzo

- that, and messages taking the piss out of his friends, mainly in Spanish, or complaining about the quality of the software. I loved it; it reinforced my recognition of quite a few things that I know and like. Nice work Diego, who is a good DJ and has a real influence on why a lot of people go there.

* There's a Dilbert cartoon where Dogbert in selling something to the boss. The dialogue goes something like this:

DOGBERT

There are two kinds of management problems, the kind that can be solved by yelling, and the kind that can be solved by buying some sort of software. That's why I've created - Some Sort of Software That Yells.

BOSS

Oooooh!