
The evening continued with a dance then a song, then a guitar solo and more dances and songs, with some costume changes in between. How on earth can you tap your feet so fast that they're a blur? Plenty of practice! The lad had a long, exuberant dance, full of drama and passion and then the girl did her solo and she was just as dramatic and even more passionate since she gets the best arm and hand gestures, with her arms above her head, partially vulnerable and part ready to fight for her love.
As the show built and built the tension and excitement increased right across the audience - including me - so when the lights went out at the end loads of people jumped to their feet to give a rousing appreciative applause. It was fantastic. It was thrilling! Passion was dripping off that stage and I could see the sweat on their faces and clothes, that was a full-on performance. I went to the middle performance out of three that night and I have no idea where the energy comes from. They left me wanting more.
Sadler's Wells stages a festival of flamenco each summer and next year I'll be there. This is life-affirming stuff, people, and we all need that.
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