What struck me about yesterday's performance was that it included student performers, young and old. Watching kids - especially this one little boy - doing the moves, snapping their fingers, tapping their fee, was just amazing. They had us roaring in approval...
Of course it wasn't just students, but some professionals too. Here's the only picture I took of the evening:
At the end of the performance they had a Q&A session, and one of the questions asked by a crowd member was whether or not the guitarist offered lessons. He smiled and nodded in approval...."Yes. Give us a call", he said. My heart lept. I wonder whether I should...
All this talk about flamenco and music - Jesse Cook, Gipsy Kings, etc... - is convincing me more and more that I need to return to Spain. Places like Malaga
and Sevilla are beckoning. That's where greats like Carlos Montoya,
Camaron, and Paco de Lucia hail from. Now, more than ever, I want to go
there and immerse myself in flamenco culture...
I also want to walk the Camino again. Maybe take a different route...like the Portugués; or if I have less time, maybe the Inglés; or maybe I need to re-interpret my last walk - so many things have changed - and re-do the Original.
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