
Ginette Perea, Rafaela Carrasco and Miguelito. February 18, 2007 10:05pm (photo by Claudia la Peruana)
It's 1:31 on Sunday as I type these words. Last night dancer Ginette Perea and I both took the night off from our gig at Tapeo to attend the Rafaela Carrasco concert at Lisner Auditorium. Speaking for myself, it was the only concert in the Flamenco Festival series that I was able to attend, but oh well, that's one of the few drawbacks of being a busy local performer.
It was a 70-minute program without intermission:
Encuentros (bulería)
Began with an overhead spotlight on center stage with a dancer, presumably Rafaela, executing short choreographic phrases without musical accompaniment. Then suddenly another spotlight came on to reveal another dancer, then it would go dark as another spotlight came on to reveal yet another. I couldn't help imagining the challenge for the lighting person staying on top of all the cues.
Eventually they'd leave their spots to interact with the other dancers, and sometimes the males lifted their female counterparts, turned them sideways and did a slow turn before gently releasing them. Sometimes I was caught off gaurd when the two males would dance with each other.
And despite the fact that all the dancers were wearing flamenco shoes, there were many times where they made a deliberate effort to not make a sound. (Although later in the program one of the dancers did in fact dance barefoot--something I would normally see in modern dance.)
While the whole experience was well-executed and very very beautiful to watch, the flamenco purist side of me was dying to know, "Um, what is this?" But I just told that side of me to chill out for awhile, sit back and enjoy and ask questions later.
When the music at first came on, yeah it was in the bulerías compás (finally something I can recognize!) but the instrumentation was different, most notably pianist Pablo Suárez was more musically prominent using the more jazzier sounding extended chordal voicings, meanwhile percussionist Nacho Arimany seated cross-legged and barefoot was playing a variety of instruments such as clay-pots (I asked Nacho what these were called but can't recall their names) and a cajón laid on its side so he could play it like a bongo.
This first piece set the tone for the evening. Rafaela Carrasco most definitely was here to entertain us, but at the same time she wasn't afraid to push the artistic envelope a bit and challenge our perceptions and personal tastes.
Here's a relevant quote from her interview at Flamenco-World:
"I'm tired of sensationalist shows seeking easy applause; I'm against selling oneself out. I need to be told honesty even if it's very scant. I don't ask for a big deal technically; I don't care if you give me three turns or one or none. What I want is for you to tell me truth and honesty."
Solo un solo (Malagueña)
Again this piece opened with a single spotlight but this time it was a lone flamenco guitarist playing in a libre style. I didn't recall the sequence of palos from the program and it was too dark to read it at that moment, so I played the mental game of "Guess that palo." My instincts told me it something from the fandangos family and sure enough it was confirmed a few minutes later from the opening "Ay!" of singer Antonio Campos as he and a female dancer walked onstage from opposite sides. When the rhythm of the guitar became more regular, the guitarist played very simple traditional accompaniment for the palo of a Malagueña.
Falduca (Farruca)
In my experience, it's been very rare these days to encounter a Farruca in a concert. The accompaniment for this piece consisted of guitar and cello, although the singer did sing an entrada then quickly left. A dim spotlight came on stage left revealing what appeared to be a pile of black fabric. I must've had this puzzled look on my face, because as I was about to figure out what it was, Ginette nudged me, "It's a bata!" (a bata de cola is a very long flamenco skirt that was used a lot in the old days) And sure enough that's what it was. A female dancer picked it up and held it behind her as she started to slowly move around stage.
At some point more lights came on to reveal two male dancers, and they were wearing bata de colas too! The flamenco purist side of me woke up again and asked, "What's going on here?" I told it to shut up again and went back to enjoying the performance. When I thought about later, it dawned on me that since the legendary female flamenco dancer Carmen Amaya garnered her fame by going against tradition wearing pants (when women at the time only danced in skirts) and danced the Farruca (which was traditionally only a male dance), why not turn the tables a bit and have men wear skirts and dance a Farruca? I tried very very hard to keep an open mind, but I just couldn't watch these guys dancing with bata de colas without chuckling to myself. They knew how to handle the bata as well as any dancer I've seen, but was still a bit on the strange side.
Eventually I stopped fixating on the cross-dressing costume detail and sat back and enjoyed the piece as a whole. I especially liked the music. Farruca can be a very repetitive and musically-numbing but the guitarist was very creative in his choice of harmonies. There was just enough of a musical hint of a traditional Farruca that I could still recognize the palo so that when he musically seduced me into another harmonic realms it didn't bother me much because at the same time I was mesmerized by the almost human vocal quality of José Luís López's cello.
Entre dos (Taranto)
When this piece came on, I knew that a lot the local dance students in the audience were probably on the edge of their seats enjoying every moment with anticipation. Local flamenco teacher Genoveva is currently teaching a Taranto in her classes. Anna Menendez happens to also be using Taranto a lot in her classes. Now that their students are armed with a basic knowledge about this palo, I'm sure they found a lot in this performance that resonated with what they learned. Speaking of Anna's classes, I'm about to head out and play for her class in about an hour so I'll quickly finish up this blog and hopefully some of you readers out there will add some commentary about the other pieces in Rafaela Carrasco's Saturday night concert at Lisner Auditorium. (Or maybe I'll just pick up where I left off when I get home later tonight)
De antaño (Martinete)
Soledad acompañada (Soleá)

Donna, Gina and Ginette. February 18, 2007 9:30pm
For the past few years, the folks at Lisner, director Rosanna Ruscetti and marketing director Carl Graci, have been kind enough to give me pair of complimentary tickets as a kind gesture for all the promotional efforts I do for the Flamenco Festival. The past couple of years, I usually invite my dancer friend Ginette Perea to join me. But I also wanted to do something special for her mom, Gina, who does so much for us from giving rides to gigs, creating costumes, taking pics and videos, moral support backstage and in the audience...the list goes on and on. Her birthday is actually tomorrow (Monday), but I decided to surprise her with a pair of free tickets to see Rafaela Carrasco. I wasn't able to get seats next to Ginette and I so I got her two tickets so she could invite a friend. Gina asked her coworker Donna to come along. Needlessly to say, they were both very pleasantly surprised to be able to go to Lisner last night--and of course I got them great seats in the orchestra section. Happy birthday Gina!
There was no intermission, so there wasn't the usual DC flamenco community social gathering in the lobby. I love seeing all the familiar friendly faces of the community all in one place! But It seemed that most of the people quickly left after the show. I did manage to take a few pics...

Sharon, Ulrika Frank and María Roncal. February 18, 2007 9:43pm
I'm planning to interview Ulrika and her company Mirada Flamenca next week to help promote her last show in the DC area before she moves back to Sweden.

Roxana, Jason Vera y Aragón Indira Terrazas and Ginette. February 18, 2007 9:48pm
It was Jason's birthday the previous night, but I think they were going to continue the party at Las Tapas. I went there the previous night and stayed out until 4:30am and I decided to pass this time, but we had to go out and celebrate Gina's birthday anyway so Ginette and I went backstage to say hello to Rafaela and company before heading off to T.G.I. Friday's.
I was surprised not to see a crowd the local DC flamencos at the stage door. The moment we walked in we ran into percussionist Nacho whom we met two years earlier here at Lisner when he performed with Rocio Molina. Nacho's a really friendly guy who spoke to us briefly about his experience working with Rafaela. I can't translate his words perfectly, but basically he said that he very much enjoys working with this company, of course, but more importantly it's a chance for him to artistically explore new areas of flamenco with a variety of musical influences. One thing that stood out quite prominently was his syllabic vocalizations that you would normally only find in Indian music (I don't know enough about Indian music to be more specific).
I'll email Arimany to get a more accurate translation, but in the meantime checkout his website.

Ginette and Nacho Arimany. February 18, 2007 9:59pm
Of course, as expected I couldn't recognize any of the faces of the artists in the green room. You know how it is: without the costumes and make-up, the cast is almost unrecognizable in their ordinary street clothes.
Fortunately, Arimany found Rafaela for us and after introducing ourselves and offering our congratulations, Ginette asked her about the significance of her not wearing the bata de cola. Why did she merely hold the bata against her body instead? Rafaela said that the purpose for that was no more than to introduce the next dance which was a Farruca. Ginette found it interesting because she had never seen a dancer do that before.
We would have stayed a little longer and asked a few more questions, but poor Rafaela was coughing quite a bit. What a trooper! So we cut our backstage visit short, politely asked for a picture which she was gracious enough to allow, said goodbye and headed back out.
Right now I have to get ready for Anna's dance class. In the meantime, I wanna hear from some of you out there who read my blog. What did you think of last night's show? Ciao for now!
P.S. Here's the Washington Post review of Rafaela's concert at Lisner. Also, read Carol Basilio's blog for another review.