OK, it takes a lot to admit this but three weekends ago I stayed in and watched Strictly Come Dancing. Alone. Without anyone holding me down in front of the TV and shoving matchsticks between my eyelids to force me to witness the sunburned, leather sofa-esque atrocity that is Bruce Forsyth's face. And that's not all. Suitably impressed by the music that was played as an actor from Holby City theatrically danced the Argentine tango, I went onto the internet to try and find out what the song was. After a fruitless 10 minutes I came to my senses and gave up.
Later that evening, I watched ridiculous spy caper True Lies on TV. In anticipation of the scene where Jamie Lee Curtis strips to reveal herself in all her androgynous glory, and also because there is something strangely addictive about watching Arnold Schwarzenegger act (in the same way that watching a cat lick its bum is weirdly compelling), I decided I would throw away another few hours of my life in front of the telly.
By peculiar coincidence, there was a tango scene within the first 10 minutes of the film in which Arnie prances about to the same song I had heard earlier in the night. With renewed interest I went searching again on YouTube and found that the tango song in question was a take on Carlos Gardel's Por Una Cabeza.
It was while on YouTube that I stumbled across an Argentine group...
ahhh christmas! i was asleep for most of it, then on blackberry messenger for the rest of it! hahaha!! my mama and my girls michael and shay came round, i bought them ds's that they loved! turkey was ...