Friday, May 05, 2006

Hernando's Hideaway - not the one from the song

Hernando's Hideaway
Originally uploaded by Brite light photos.
MEMPHIS, Tenn. - The dance lessons are, well, dancing along and although I still confuse the rumba with the waltz and the foxtrot with whatever else we are learning, the one little movement I seem to like the best is the tango.

Yup. Think Antonio Banderas. Now think about Antonio Banderaas with his shoelaces tied firmly together, trying to look sort of smoldering as he glides across the floor.

Now make him 57-years-old with a very gray ponytail and you have the image.

But the song that I always hear in my head when doing the tango is Hernando's Hideaway - no matter what tango the dance instructor has chosen. I've even learned how to strum it on the guitar - it's basically two chords so there's little rocket science involved with playing it.

I know a dark secluded place
A place where no one knows your face
A glass of wine a fast embrace
It's called...Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ

All you see are silhouettes
And all you hear are castanets
And no one cares how late it gets
Not at Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ

At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go
You can meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
But if you go to the spot that I am thinking of
You will be gaze at me
And talk of love

Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
That you're in Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ

I went online to look and see if there was actually a place called Hernando's Hideway. I found several - thought it's doubtful that the joint in this picture inspired the song that was part of the Broadway show, The Pajama Game.

Still, in the dark, with the music playing, perhaps they do the tango here, too.


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