
"Tango is my life, my very identity; it is my history, echoing in the memory of my father listening to the radio or my mother singing in the kitchen at home.
It is the cobblestone streets of Buenos Aires, the dim light of the cafés, our unique way of speaking, feeling, and moving.
Within its lyrics, our character is inscribed—our miseries and our virtues, our deepest passions. With a touch of humor and, at times, the weight of tragedy, it teaches us the true nature of existence.
Tango is all of this: it pierces us with its fierce poetry, transforming us into a living blend of expression and introspection. That is why we love it; that is why we hold it in such sacred respect."
Matias Rivas
"I love tango because it is a continuous current flowing through the body.
It is my loved ones of today, and those of yesterday.
It is my ancestors, my fears, my raw instinct; it is my illusions, my land, and my frustrations.
It is my shadow on the pavement as I walk back home. It is my very thoughts.
It is dancing between the aisles of the supermarket, or on a street corner while the cars rush by...
It is captivating—it binds me.
It is the blood rising through my legs, climbing until it reaches my throat and the pupils of my eyes.
It is a brush with the Divine, an encounter with Love!
And with the ache of its absence.
It is emotion.
It is pure, unbridled energy.
It is expression.
It brings memories to life and makes me dream of things unseen!
It escapes from me, pouring out through my entire being..."
