
Bull on da bar at Tapeo. May 27, 2006 6:59pm
It's 8:55am on Sunday as I type these words (actually I started this at 2:00am last night but fell asleep, oh well). I was just checking out the stats for my website, which I haven't checked in a long time. And what I discovered was very pleasing to me, as a webmaster:
In June last year, the average daily unique visits (for you techies: unique means visits from an IP address within a 30-minute period) was 610 per day. For the month of May so far, we're already up to 1565 per day--a 256% increase!
I know these numbers sound very tame to my fellow webmasters out there, but just bear in mind, that DC Flamenco is a very focused website. Let's assume my typical visitor is a fanatic and will visit my site three times a day (once when they first arrive at work, again on their lunch break and finally one more time before they leave work for the day). For the month of May that would mean 520 people are visiting my site each day! I can't pin down the geographic origin of the visits exactly but I'm guessing that half, 260, are visiting from the DC metropolitan area alone. If the DC Flamenco website was a house, I'd have 260 people knocking on my door several times a day to ask me, "Hey Miguelito, what's up?" :-)
Now, if I can get just 10% of those 260 DC folks to show up at all my gigs on a regular basis, business would be really really good. Incidentally, on some of the better nights at Citron, I've been able to count 20 people who came specifically for the show--most of them are regulars (coming every week), semi-regulars (once or twice a month) along with a few newbies who came because they heard about the show on my website. Did I mention that this is on Monday nights? The hardest night of the week to get people to go out. Pretty impressive, no?
Moving on...the total number of visits for June last year was 18,238, for May this year it's 40,712.
By far, the most visited section of the website (as I predicted) is the Photo Diary followed by the calendar of events and teacher directory. The top referrers are Google followed by Yahoo! and, interestingly, myspace. The cumulative visits for the past year so far is 361,360!
Anyway, if I lost you in this ocean of statistics, don't worry. The point here is that the number of people visiting my website is growing exponentially. As a result more people are better informed about what's going on in the DC flamenco scene. That's a good thing!
Let's talk about last night at Tapeo, shall we?
I love it here at Tapeo. The owners are very laid back and treat us very nicely. I mean, yeah, they care about the bottom line as they should, but they do put in the time overseeing the daily operation even going as far as helping out with the mundane tasks when the staff is overwhelmed.
The Tapeo staff is like a United Nations-variety with people hailing from Morocco, Poland, Serbia, Croatia and oh yeah, even Spain too. :-) Turns out one of the servers, Juan is actually from Jerez!

Juan and Ginette Perea. May 27, 2006 7:01pm
I asked him to pose with Ginette for a pic doing palmas. Not sure if he was holding back on his flamenco skills (so he wouldn't show us up) or if he really didn't know his bulerías palmas as well as every culturally responsible Jerezano should rightfully know. :-)
Interestingly, the interior dining room was nearly empty the whole evening, but fortunately the outdoor patio was packed--a good thing since that's where the stage is located. It's been only our fourth week here and we already have some regulars, yay! In particular, my former landlord Steve who always grabs the corner table outside and invites a group of his friends. He's always paying compliments and this evening he said to me, "I could listen to you play guitar for hours!"

The outdoor dining area at Tapeo. May 27, 2006 6:51pm
Of course I was happy to see all the tables (outside) filled-up. But believe it or not, we get more people who stand in front, behind and to the side of the stage watching the show for free! Lately, I've noticed a lot of young children getting into the show as they sit down in front completely enraptured by the foot stomping, the beautiful dresses, my pretty dancers and my guitar playing. Ginette usually hangs her castanets on the railing behind the stage after she finishes Sevillanas. I had to keep an eye on them during the show to make sure some innocent little child didn't grab them and walk away.
Hmmm....just got a marketing idea. Gotta find a place that sells cheap toy castanets. It's something I can give away to kids who come to our show. Then I can have some labels made with the DC Flamenco logo on it and stick them on the castanets. It's something memorable that they can walk away with. I know what I'll do: next time I go to Spain, I'll find a souvenir shop and buy a whole box of 'em.
Later, there was this one lady who came up to me and asked, "So when are you going on?"
"Sometime between 7 and 7:30pm."
"Thank you. We just saw you and your dancers last night at Cabanas."
That was nice. First of all, I'm glad that this lady remembered me. Thing is, I'm used to people noticing the dancers and not me. It's not that I'm being pessimistic. People sometimes really don't notice me. For example, I've had people come up to me at Las Tapas on a Tuesday telling me they come on Thursdays all the time and they love my playing so much they had to come back on a Tuesday thinking it's the same guy playing both nights. The guitarist that plays on Thursday is a guy named Richard Marlow, not me. Yeah, we're both very good at playing guitar, but our styles are very different, first of all and secondly there's no way people could visually mistake me for Richard. Hello? I'm tall, Asian, long black hair in a ponytail. Richard, a handsome guy, but is not tall, is Caucasian with brown hair not in a ponytail. Ugh.
On the other hand, I could take it as a compliment that they don't notice me. Why do I say that now? Well, look at it this way: flamenco guitar accompaniment is like a movie soundtrack. If the music perfectly complements the scene in a movie you don't notice it--you just take it all in as a complete experience. If the music doesn't go well with the scene it stands out more. Same for flamenco: if it's done right, you don't notice the guitar playing specifically. The dancing, singing (when we're lucky to have cante) and guitar accompaniment ideally merge as one.
Oh, at one point in the evening, I met one of my loyal blog readers, a young lady, incidentally a fellow filipino, named Elaine who came from New Jersey to see the show. Not just to see me. She was visiting her DC friends and brought them here to Tapeo. She said, "I've been reading your blog everyday for about six months now. Your blog is amazing!"
Amazing, she says. Hmmmm...I don't think I write anything profound or particularly interesting to warrant the word amazing. But obviously there are some people who actually read my blog everyday and I know this cuz people tell me. And the blog is the most popular page on my website according to my statistics. Plus, I'm confident in myself to know I'm a decent writer (TRIVIA: for two years I went to a British high school overseas and consistently got better marks--grades in American English--than my British peers. Ha!) but da main thing is that I keep it real (at times even mundane) and just write practically every day--it's good therapy for someone like me who's immersed in the crazy, sometimes frustrating world of the arts.
My blog's like the print version of a reality TV show--'cept I leave out the soap opera details, thank God. I would get into so much trouble if I published all that, however it would make for great entertainment for the masses! :-) No I'm not being insensitive. I'm allowed to joke about it, cuz I am in the middle of this real-life soap opera!
Speaking of which, I'm reading Sarah Bird's new novel, The Flamenco Academy
which is starting to sound like a soap opera already--and I like it! And if it ever becomes a movie, I half-jokingly already asked the author to consider hiring me as an on-set authenticity consultant. Gael García Bernal would play the character of Tomás Montenegro, the handsome up-and-coming flamenco guitarist who gets romantically involved with a dancer along with all the usual juicy soap operatic complications, and I'd be there to interject every now and then, "Hey Gael, dude, hold up there buddy, a real flamenco guitarist wouldn't say that. He'd really say...." hehe.
I've already done some consulting for a play and a movie-in-the-works about flamenco but I'm sort of under a non-disclosure agreement so I can't give out any more details.
Anyhoo, here are a couple a pics to show you all a bit of the more labor-intensive part of my job....breaking down of the sound system and stage lights at the end of the evening. It's a necessary evil and someone has to do it.

Miguelito breakin' it down. May 27, 2006 9:40pm (photo by Ginette)
It's not such a bad thing, but it kind of annoys me sometimes when the moment I walk away to break down the equipment is when the members of the audience decide to come up to the bar (or whereever us artists are hanging out) and schmooze and talk business.

Such grace and poise. :-) May 27, 2006 9:40pm (photo by Ginette)
It's 12:34pm already. I wasn't really writing for the whole four hours from when I started. I just took my time and lots of breaks throughout the morning.
Last night a dancer friend loaned me a DVD of Hostel (Unrated Widescreen Edition)
. Not exactly family entertainment but something stimulating to watch very late last night. Anyway, while I was writing this blog entry this morning I got caught up with all the behind-the-scenes featurettes. It kinda makes it hard to watch the particularly gory movie (think Quentin Tarantino) again without thinking about all the behind-the-scenes stuff. You know...like watching the actors walk around between scenes with all the bloody makeup on and crack jokes with the crew.
But this makes me think about my own experience in performing. I mean, yeah, I know about all the techniques, theories, politics, personal stuff and inside jokes we have onstage etc. It can become a mechanical superficial process. But ideally I still want to get into the spirit of flamenco each and every time. It's not always easy but it helps to reflect on what brought me here in the first place. I like to recall the feelings I first had when I first fell in love with flamenco years ago at that juerga in Buena Park, California. Anyway, that's another story. Ciao for now!