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Coming
to a conversation near you. Nick
Rice checks out a 400-year-old
dance from Argentina
It's a pleasure to say the word Malambo.
You can really wrap your lips round
it. It sounds as though it could be
a word from a faraway land, shouted in celebratory triumph; something
synonymous with 'stupendous' or perhaps a dynamic game demanding
skill and physical prowess.
Upon research it seems the word resonates
with all these things and more. The
Oxford dictionary defines malambo as
a yellowish, aromatic bark used in medicine and perfumery and deriving
from the South American
shrub croton malambo. It's
also the Malambo people of the Malambo
region of Zambia. Finally,
and what concerns us here is the Argentinian
Malambo - the 400-year-old folkloric
dance of the Pampas.
This poetic competition of the gauchos
has become something of a phenomenon in recent years. As
a cultural export it may always be overshadowed by the tango but
nevertheless its popularity is booming. Luis
Bravo, creator of the hit musical 'Forever
Tango' has brought 'Malambo!'
the musical to the world stage. The
requisite movie star fanatics that accompany any new fashion are
found in Hollywood couples Antonio
Banderas and Melanie
Griffiths, and Demi
Moore and Ashton
Kutcher.
From Los
Angeles to New
York, London
to Rome the world's dance-floors are
buckling under the beat of the Malambo.
London's Ministry
of Sound states that their's is being
destroyed by it.
All this global success and popularity
doesn't come without some compromises though, and the Malambo
is often distorted in its international presentation. Some
globetrotting gauchos performing around the world use modern day
gimmicks in their shows. They make
capers with fluorescent lassos and twirl luminous boleadoras. Malambo
is also simplified in its description as a mixture of Flamenco and
Tango, there is no relation to either. And
despite the energy and undoubted enjoyment of all those crowded
dance-floors it does run contrary to the fact that Malambo
is the only individual dance in Argentinian
folklore.
As for the DJs
playing Malambo; there's no hope for
them. In real Malambo
it is the dancer who dictates. The
dancer doesn't follow the rhythm of the music; the music must adapt
and follow him. Every brushing 'cepillada',
every stomping 'repique' and floating 'floreo' must be pursued and
expressed by the musicians.
No matter though. Whether
seen in its purest form in Argentina
or with a little less authority overseas, the Malambo
is a spectacle to be enjoyed. Incredibly,
this dance of the Pampas has managed
to broaden its already endless horizons.
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