Remember that we are in section #FromWithinAfter a short break we allowed ourselves for the Christmas holidays and the first few dreary weeks of January, I'm back. Here, in these lines, I convey the emotions I've experienced, the feelings that blossom in the moments I witness, using a friendly tone that avoids mere journalistic criticism—perhaps it doesn't even approach the realm of chronicle as such. Just as I like to express myself in these articles, informally and open to enjoyment, I turned to the Peña The Pearl of Cadiz, who had managed to bring together two of the most attractive figures of the cante flamenco contemporary.
Naim Real, a regular palmero at flamenco events and a board member of the entity, is achieving great milestones and it can be said that he has revitalized one of the cultural centers of the Silver CupIn the midst of the preliminary phase of the carnival competition in the Falla TheaterOn the steepest January day, with a bleak night of wind, rain, and cold, the spacious hall of La Perla was filled with people, and not just from Cádiz. Some even came from Zamora to witness this event, which, although It can also happen at other summer festivals, it rarely happens in one peñaIt was like a boiler; the temperature was rising by the minute.
I felt the need to reset and didn't want to miss such an event so I could also share it in this magazine, which is meant to bear witness to these kinds of milestones. To access the peña A donation was requested, which then goes towards the upkeep of the venue, as they rarely receive grants. The atmosphere inside was fantastic, with familiar faces, high expectations, and a keen interest in exploring a repertoire that both artists brought to excellence.
Journalist Jorge Méndez was javier villar, partner of Dairy StreetFrom Radio Puerto, who succinctly and confidently introduced those who would be taking the stage. It was just after 10:15 and things were starting to heat up, the atmosphere heating up, judging by the loud comments of the audience. Solemnity wasn't the main characteristic of the crowd, quite the opposite, but I don't mean that in a derogatory way. It was a party, knowing how to listen, but that feeling of familiarity allowed you to get the most out of each performance.
"A round of fandangos, first Antonio Reyes alone and then together with Granaíno, brought to a close the memorable night of two singers who made the walls of Puerta Tierra tremble."
Peter the Granain She smiled as soon as she left. With the infallible Child Sponsorship, who was even asked by someone in the audience "how many fingers does that hand have?", designed a recital in which he started from his homeland with the granaína and media granaína, weaving his bass lines with nods to Camarón y Thomas Pavon across fandangos abandolaos Afterwards. He ventured into the alegrías, perhaps because he was in Cádiz, a rare treat in his recent appearances, and treated us to some tangos typical of his style, with a special dedication to macarena reyes, daughter of his partner Antonio, who was watching from “backstage”. The palmas from Naim, Edu Gómez and Miguel Heredia They didn't miss a beat. In the seguiriyas, he delved into the silences, wounding with the I deny of Thomas and his version of Manuel Torres of the Santiago and Santa Ana. The audience was on their feet, and they were ready to be crowned with bulerías.
After a short break, the second part for the other metal band of the night arrived equally relaxed (within the always nervousness of my own) to "my second home". Antonio ReyesThe one from Chiclana landed to set the thermometer ablaze. More and more warmth, more and more quality. Fresh and resulting joys composed of Cepero They helped him conquer quickly. Nono Reyes He's another talent to watch on rhythm guitar; he was sublime. He had more than enough. palmas In the soleá, just voice and guitar, with exquisite taste in the execution and not at all saccharine, but firm. He took refuge in less common lyrics in the seguiriya, equally poignant, before blossoming in the bulerías with an exquisite rhythm, overflowing with nuances and references… “mail, you who are going to Spain…”.
Camarón, very present at all times. In fact, the proposal was called With the soul of CamarónAlthough he wasn't the only master whose memory came to mind. A round of fandangos, first solo and then with Granaíno, brought to a close the memorable night of two singers who made the walls of Puerta Tierra tremble.
Although I've heard them quite a few times, in all kinds of settings, I think January lent itself to concentration, to not rushing into summer double bills, nor to fulfilling the daily, albeit commendable, appearances at other times of the year. I believe that emotional and inner peace was key for them to enjoy themselves, and that's why the audience spoke of a "historic night." ♦
