Experience the warmth of Spain with Flamenco
The beautiful city of Seville in Spain has much to offer to
eager tourists looking for architectural marvels and historical wonders. World
renowned Alcazar Castle complex, breathtaking Plaza de Espana, the largest manmade
wooden structure in the world Metropol Parasol with its awe-inspiring mushroom
roof, Seville Cathedral, the cobbled streets in the old Spanish medieval town
of Barrio Santa Cruz and much more.
After the morning and afternoon well spent in roaming around
the beautiful city, there can be no better way to close the day with an evening
at a Flamenco dance show. That is exactly what we did, only to realize at the
end of the show that our trip to Spain would have been incomplete without a
visit to one of the ‘Tablaos’ that host the show.
After checking out reviews and comments, we made our reservations at the
Casa de la Memoria. The venue is a small typical Sevillian courtyard house with
a very unassuming setting. Inside is a cosy theatre and a small
stage. There is a certain warmth about the place that is very welcoming. The
seat numbers are not fixed, so reaching a bit early for the show and grabbing
your favourite seats is a good idea. As we near the show time, people start
pouring in. I notice that the stage is very simple, there are no curtains, no
props, just a chair in the corner. We occupy our seats and wait with
anticipation for the show to begin.
I’d done some ‘touristy’ reading about Flamenco before
leaving. That way one is prepared for what to expect, what to wear and how to
go about the evening. Flamenco is a high-energy dance form with both western
and eastern influences. The dance is mostly solo in these Tablaos in a small
setting generally, costumes are not very elaborate but what can keep you hooked
to the performance are the mesmerizing footsteps of the dancer and the vivid
expressions on her face.
Five minutes into the performance I knew this was going to
be special. The show begins with instrumental guitar music to set the tone for
the evening. And what a recital! The guitarist is then accompanied by a male
Andalusian singer whose full-throated high-pitched singing along with the
rhythmic clapping of his hands in sync with the guitar sends ripples of joyous
applause through the small select audience. The sound of guitar, the energetic
clapping of hands and the clarity of his voice is magical.
But the best is yet to come with the entry of a female dancer
on the stage. Her attire is a layered red dress with her hair tied neatly into
a bun with minimal make-up. With her entry, there are four elements being
synchronized simultaneously, guitar notes, claps, singer’s voice and the
dancer’s footsteps. The dancer completely takes over the stage so to say. Her movements
are so energetic, it feels as if she’ll leap off the small stage. The
audiences’ eyes move from one performer to the next lapping it all up as if in
a trance. The intensity of the dance goes a notch higher as the dancer swirls
her red skirts around to reveal her dancing shoes tapping to the beat of the
singer’s claps. The dancer and the singer keep exchanging looks off and on
throughout the performance to match pace and rhythm.
The powerfully athletic, deft feminine movements of the
dancer are beautiful. It feels as if she is daring the singer to match his wits
with her passion. Her dignified poise and the dancing prowess are a treat to watch.
She swirls all around
on the stage making it impossible for anyone to blink for the fear of missing
her vigorous moves. There is a certain amount of sensuality in her movements
but what stands out is the sheer energy of her body. It is with this energy and
grace that the performance comes to a close.
The presentation is enthralling yet intense, entertaining yet
focused. In order to maintain a certain decorum inside the theatre, patrons are
not allowed to click pictures during the performance. I am glad for this, otherwise
at times the essence of an experience is lost in clicking pictures. Although towards
the end of the show, an announcement is made allowing for pictures. And my
camera is out in a jiffy as I try to capture the spirit of the evening in my
lens.
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