Articles by Daniel 

I’ve been writing a lot over the years, and now I’m going to try and bring all the relevant tango pieces together. Then, eventually, I’ll add some new ones. 🙂

Bear with me as I update stuff.

Eventually there will be a lot of posts here, but I am just learning how to build the site myself. Long story, but after a lot of false starts, I am now building the website myself. Anyway, I hope you will enjoy what you can see, as i figure out how to displsy everthing that I’d like to share, and eventually update what needs updating. – Daniel

Welcome to Daniel Trenner from 2015

This is the Welcome Message from 2015-  🙂 DT 2022 Lately my life has been taken up with my move to Western Massachusetts. I bought a large home in Florence in 2008, and moved my aging parents here with me. Ed, my father passed in hospice care in 2011, and my Mom,...

Homage to Followers – Part 2

If you have taken class with me in any of the last ten years or so, I have probably told my analogy of the Magician and the Magician's lady. Just the title itself is enough to clue in the most fearsome blockhead to the inequity of gender roles, and the impoverished...

Juan Bruno’s childhood anecdote

Juan Bruno was “El Pibe de Ciudadela” (The Kid from Ciudadela). He died in 2004 at the age of 79 . (dates are approx.) He was my closest friend among the dancers of the older generation. I bonded with him because he was such a gentleman, having real respect for the...

Inspired by Julia and Julia

It has been a pleasure getting going this morning. A lengthy pleasure. My morning ritual, when I can get to it all, includes enjoying waking up, stretching, meditating, showering in our new glass shower (you should really consider glass alternatives btw), and then a...

Homage to the Followers- Part 1

In the 1980s when social tango was re-emerging in Buenos Aires among the returning milongueros, young people only came to the tango because they were interested in performing it. They came from one of two worlds, folkloric dancing (tango for schools or big folk...

Daniel’s Story 1980s

Once upon a time I was an American dancer, North American that is. After beginnings, 1975, in West African with Percy Borde, and Modern with Bill T. Jones (six of us in class at the old American Dance Asylum in Binghamton NY) I found my way in Jazz and Tap with Brenda...