The very essence of flamenco lies in raw, human, physical attraction. There is nothing sexier than witnessing the performance of flamenco, let alone dancing the flamenco. This past Tuesday, I participated in a free community workshop held by Flamenco Vivo, Carlota Santana’s dance company.
Unsure of what to expect, I came dressed in a long, turquoise skirt my dad had bought for me from Argentina. I suppose I thought I had leverage over other newcomers given my small claim to what I believed to be authentic flamenco wear (upon later research I found it to be a tango ensemble). Yet, most of the participants came with colorful, full-length skirts and for those that didn’t, Carlota Santana handed out bright red, polka-dot skirts.
Across the room sat three musicians: a cajon player, a guitarist, and a vocalist, practicing songs with one of the company’s dancers. The Flamenco is heavily dependent on the music, primarily the toque (guitar), the cante (singing), and the palmas (claps)... Read more