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Whoa | Viernes con una Letra

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Whoa | Viernes con una Letra

Below is the verse.

Followed by a video - possibly my favorite sevillanas ever - of Camarón singing it, with Tomatito and Joaquín Amador on guitar and Manuela Carrasco dancing.

Sevillanas 
Isidro Muñoz

Pa qué me llamas prima, 
si me crucifica que te mire,
si me crucifica tu mirada

Si cuando me tienes te retienes  
y eres como el vuelo de tu enagua

pa qué me llamas?

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Why we need to watch

Today one of my favorite videos of Rocío Molina dancing tangos and some thoughts on the importance of watching flamenco dance.

Watching is a must. We talk a lot about listening, which is importantísimo.  Absolutely essential.

But so is watching.

We are lucky.  We have YouTube.  We have Vimeo.  We have Did Somebody Say Flamenco?

We have access to all kinds of good flamenco.

In our kitchens.  In our bedrooms.  In our offices.  (Don't worry I won't tell.)

So watch.

It's pleasure.

It's study.

It's inspiration.

It's necessary.

I know you do this.  And in a minute I want to hear about a favorite video of yours.

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Mercedes Ruíz ~ The Second Series: Part 1

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Mercedes Ruíz ~ The Second Series: Part 1

Last night Mercedes danced in a way that was basically unbelievable.  To be expected, as it’s her usual way.  We already know that she eats, sleeps, and drinks flamenco.

But last night was even more unbelievable than normal.

So today we begin with a new round of interviews with Mercedes Ruíz. In today's interview, Mercedes talks about the longest amount of time she's gone without dancing, how she interprets a letra, and shares who some of her favorite flamenco of today dancers are. 

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Festival de Jerez 2011 - Week Two

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Festival de Jerez 2011 - Week Two

March 6 Sunday There is a different energy this week compared to last week.  Is it due to the rain?  - actually closer to the way I remember spring weather in Spain -  Or perhaps it is that some of the excitement has worn off?  Or is it that I am taking classes by myself this week, without any of my compañeras from home.  I was only signed up for one festival course, so I decided to take a tangos workshop from Tatiana Ruíz, the daughter of Chiqui de Jerez.  The girl ought to be a sergeant in the US Army, though I suppose she talks too much for that.  In any case, she worked us hard today and clearly took great pleasure in doing so.  My brain quickly went into overload as I tried to execute the steps at a seemingly impossible pace while at the same time struggling to understand how in the world Tatiana moved her body as she did.  Later that afternoon I headed to my bata de cola class with Alicia Márquez.  It moved slowly, so I was able to get things, but still, how ever do I get this awkward train to cooperate and do what Alicia's does?!  As I walked down the halls of the bodega after class, I poked my head in the various rooms and fantasized that it was my home.

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