The First Time I Tried to Listen to Flamenco

The first time I listened to flamenco — I mean really tried to hear it — I was alone on the beach with my mobile phone and headphones. I thought, “I live in Spain, so I should really try to understand flamenco.” This was something I said to myself about once a year; one of those tasks that you assign yourself hoping to become a better person. Of course I’d

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It’s All Camarón’s Fault

Photos: Naria Caamaño. The muse of Anti-Karaoke has gone crazy for Camarón and now no one can rescue her from the well of flamenco. By Maria Junyent. “Nothing is more conducive to comedy than that which is considered sacred.” Rachel Arieff is one of those people who can’t help but do incorrect things. That’s just the way she is. Her

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It’s All Camarón’s Fault

Photos: Naria Caamaño. The muse of Anti-Karaoke has gone crazy for Camarón and now no one can rescue her from the well of flamenco. By Maria Junyent. “Nothing is more conducive to comedy than that which is considered sacred.” Rachel Arieff is one of those people who can’t help but do incorrect things. That’s just the way she is. Her

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Lost in Flamenco

It’s official: I have Flamenco Disease. In just one week, the FlamenGods have sent four new flamenco love songs to my brain: “Latero* por tangos**”, “Una rosa pa’ tu Portero (por Camarón***)”, “Chatarrero**** por alegrías*****” & “Chatarrero Low-Cost (tientos******)”. Enjoy the beginning of “Chatarrero” (alegrías). I’ll take it for a test drive at COÑÓLOGOS this Sunday at Gipsy Lou. I know if

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