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FINANCIAL TIMES * * * *
Burning rhythm and raw spirit
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It is a stimulating evening, often beguiling. Paco Peña’s new show Flamenco sin Fronteras brand new on Tuesday night at Sadler’s Wells has as its theme the contrast between
Spain
’s flamenco and this
music
al and danced tradition as it was translated, transformed in
Latin America
. So we see a stage divided between Peña’s company and a group of
music
ians and a dancer from
Venezuela
. What results is an interchange of ideas and experience, an exploration of rhythms and attitudes altered by new societies, a conversation between two views of the central fact of flamenco.
As always with Peña, the staging is honourable in its simplicities or so it seems at first. No fuss: dance and
music
given in vivid performance during the first half of the evening. Rhythms dominate. Energy burns them on our understanding, and splendid are the
music
ians and the dancers Charo Espino, Angel Muñoz (especially when his demons take charge) and Ramón Martínez. The Venezuelans (with their danseuse, Daniela Tugues, who has Loie Fuller moments of floating draperies) offer the delicious sonorities of mandolin and cuatro, proposing flamenco that owes something to
Africa
in dazzling percussion effects.
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The interplay between two cultures, the collaborations between two ensembles which reveal similarities and differences with brightest means; the intensities of flamenco itself as it inspires the dancers’ feet, the guitarists’ fingers and the electric baying of the singers (Immaculada Rivero an astonishment as she cries and claps and turns her hands into extra voice): all this is very fine. With the second part of the evening, the lighting, which had earlier been kept decently enough under control, decides to assert itself, and the footling decor of hanging cloths becomes colour-crazed and distracts us from what matters, which is the gifts and extreme skills of the cast. The staging loses integrity. The customary jam-session of
music
al and danced ad-libbing is intriguing but unfocused. The sense of finding flamenco in a raw state and it is an often rough and raw spirit that can burn the consumer as it gloriously burns its players is lost amid fuss and lurid colours. But this cannot disguise the fascination and bravura of the performances. A stimulating evening, and beguiling.
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DAILY EXPRESS * * * * *
FLAMENCO SIN FRONTERAS:
PACO
PENA DANCE COMPANY SADLER
'
S WELLS
(DANCING DOVES: Fiery fusion kindled by flame of genius Paco Pena)
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THERE have been many attempts to explore the Latin American roots of flamenco and drag them into an entertainment that fuses the disparate styles.
Unfortunately, this has often resulted not so much in fusion as confusion. Paco Pena’s new show, however, driven by a
music
al intelligence and curiosity that equals that of Ry Cooder, is an unqualified success.
Pena’s focus on Venezuelan and Peruvian
music
allows for a complex interplay of styles. He mines
music
al and dance traditions steeped in the Afro-Latin influences that flamenco artists encountered in the early 1900s when Spanish
music
ians and dancers toured
Latin America
and found themselves bringing back as much as they delivered.
Simply but effectively staged, with Pena’s
music
ians and singers in black on one side and the Venezuelans in white on the other backed by a set of huge white silk scarves descending from the roof, the show begins with an intricate solo by Pena alone in a dusty spotlight.
It next opens out to reveal the singers,
music
ians and dancers as they swirl into the opening number, a traditional two-men-and-a-girl flamenco which is pure, uncluttered and free of sub-Carmen cliché.
From then on, an aesthetic trading route is opened between the two cultures which at first reveals the differences between the disciplines the passionate, almost tortured bull’s blood flamenco colliding with the sunnier disposition and earthy, life-affirming joy of the Venezuelans.
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Pena’s deft guitarists duel effectively with the Venezuelan mandolin and cuatro players rhythmically anchored by
Diego Alvarez
’s cajon, the Peruvian percussion box introduced to flamenco by Paco de Lucia in the Seventies.
As the show progresses through exquisite solos, ensembles and duets including the two women, Charo Espino and Daniela Tugues, dressed in white, which was like watching two dancing doves and cross-fertilising
music
al responses, the differences become complementary. The elements fuse before our very eyes and ears.
With some strong solos especially noteworthy was Ramon Martinez whose slow, posturing flamenco was spiced by the skirl of sole against the stage and rapid staccato bursts of stamping, and the amusing and characterful number from the Venezuelan Tugues, whose swirling, shoulder-shaking gestures conjure images of black slaves at play the push-me-pull-you crossover continues through a free-spirited battle of
music
al wills to climax in a concussive orgy of
music
and dance that threatens to blow the roof off the auditorium.
A fantastic night.
VERDICT 5/5
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THE TIMES * * * *
Flamenco sin Fronteras at Sadler’s Wells
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His
London
fans have been cheering the great Andalucian guitarist Paco Peña for decades. At its world premiere, his latest work, Flamenco sin Fronteras, bore all the hallmarks of his previous hits. Peña has an alchemist’s gift when it comes to mixing the strands of dance, song and soul that throb through flamenco’s passionate emotions. Here, Peña and his director,
Jude Kelly
, have taken a searching look at the way flamenco evolved in
Latin America
during the early decades of the 20th century.
Focusing mainly on
Venezuela
, the immediately obvious observation is that the South Americans are far sweeter folk than their ancestors; they love to sashay while the Spaniards prefer to suffer.
Peña, now in his mid-sixties, has long been in the enviable position of surrounding himself with nothing but the best. That’s exactly what he’s done for Flamenco sin Fronteras. Every one of the dancers, singers and
music
ians is a standout. The four dancers especially the two men, Angel Muñoz and Ramón Martínez are riveting, with the women providing a stellar contrast. The elegant Charo Espino
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could hardly be more different from the hip-swinging Daniela Tugues. They are joined by
music
ians from
Venezuela
, adding vivid colour to the evening.
The problem is that long before the evening is over they’ve started to become too much of a good thing. If we had all gone home at the interval we would have left on a glorious five-star high. It’s not that the second half heads downhill, but that it reiterates what’s already been seen.
The big production number at the centre of the second act, a kind of standoff reminiscent of the rival gangs from West Side Story, adds little to the notion of cultural combat that we’ve already encountered. The Latinos and the Spaniards trade seemingly spontaneous riffs, yet the outcome proves far too cute. This sequence in particular is not nearly as much fun as it is pretending to be.
Dance and
music
-making this good are rare.
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LONDONDANCE.COM
Review of Paco Peña Flamenco Dance Company ¡A Compás!
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Flamenco sin Fronteras is a cultural performance which transcends any of the clichés attached to this form. Searching South American culture for connections between Flamenco and Venezuelan
music
and dance provided the thematic content of Paco Pena’s latest show. Opening with a signature guitar solo the audience was left in no doubt that they were in the presence of greatness - to say nothing of the supporting
music
ians or the dancers!
For Flamenco sin Fronteras Pena brought his outstanding
music
ians and dancers back to the Sadler’s Wells stage, plus extending an invitation to a group of Venezuelan
music
ians and dancer,
Daniela Tugues
.
Pena kept to his customary simple staging;
music
ian’s semi circling the stage creating an intimate dance floor, literally setting his cultures on opposite sides. With a backdrop of ragged white material, like sails of yesteryear looming behind the action, an idea of travel was evoked.
Act 1 was flamenco dominant, with Angel Munoz and Ramon Martinez visualising the complex rhythms on offer. Charo Espino was a tour de force of feminine flamenco and a vision in white. Espino’s fluidity, elegance and technical rigour dominated the stage, most noticeably in duets with Venezuelan dancer Tugues. The dancers’ footwork, whether responding to Spanish or Venezuelan rhythms, acted as response to the
music
’s call. Above the knees where the main stylistic differences between the two art forms, with the traditional rigor, angles and posture of flamenco being cheekily adapted through grounded hip isolations and flirty skirt movements by Tugues.
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Aside from the staging, Flamenco sin Fronteras
'
narrative drive came across in the male dancers’ solos and duets. The far off gaze’s cool blue lighting and crescendo rhythms drove the piece into a clash of dance, colour,
music
and culture. Opening with a piece more closely connected to African, rather than Spanish dance, Act 2 had a colourful flavour. The drummers and Tugues used claps and vocals to punctuate rhythms, much like the Spanish, yet the movement, performed bare foot, was grounded. With her torso lowered towards the floor Tugues combined simple pedestrian actions into her movement, reminiscent of African social dance forms.
The balance between
music
and movement in Flamenco sin Fronteras must be applauded. Musical sections were by no means a fill for a costume change. The draw when watching a master
music
ian, just as with a dancer, was spell binding. Both elements combined in the riff throwing, footwork exchanging improvisation which drew the electric performance to a close.
Paco moved Flamenco sin Fronteras from a cultural show to an artistic endeavour through the progressive use of both
music
and dance.
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THE
GUARDIAN
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Earthy rhythms and ululating vocals
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The closing number of Flamenco Sin Fronteras is as joyful an exchange of cultures as its title promises, a larky fiesta that sees Paco Peña
'
s Spanish troupe partying with six Venezuelan dancers and
music
ians. The two groups volley catcalls at each other, exchange percussive riffs and steps; their lead singers compete in a mocking duet, while the flamenco dancers flutter their hips and waggle their fingers as flirtily as the Latin Americans.
Peña
'
s thesis is that Spanish dance and
music
had a significant impact on
South America
at the turn of the 20th century and that the two cultures still share fascinating links of style and expression.
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The Venezuelan drummers are virtuosic, and it is hard to believe that there are just three dancers in Peña
'
s troupe. The taut, rigorous patterning of Ramón Martinéz and the flamboyance of Angel Muñoz cover the gamut of male flamenco, while Charo Espino can distil a whole dance tradition through the eloquence of her hands. As for Peña, there is surely no other guitarist with his range a master of limpid classical lyricism who can also open up raw wounds of emotion.
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THE STAGE
Paco Pena: Flamenco sin Fronteras
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Concentrated passion pounds through Paco Pena’s new production, Flamenco sin Fronteras - a fascinating fusion of flamenco traditions with the sounds of
Latin America
and Afro-Venezuelan folklore.
From rich opening guitar solo to the jubilant finale, the stage is taut with focused energy. Interestingly, this energy does not extend far beyond the proscenium arch. Instead it feels as though we are voyeurs at a family party - looking in and observing the energy, excitement and understanding shared between those involved.
The stage is set with a simple semicircle of
music
ians clustered around the central dancers - elegant white sheets draped and layered behind them. Such a minimalistic setting forces the spotlight on to the astonishingly natural synthesis of sounds, as Afro-Venezuelan beats join in ebullient harmony with traditional flamenco guitars.
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With such a beautiful integration of cultural influence prevalent in the
music
, it would be good to see this carried more obviously into the dance. Only the odd snatch of flamenco glimmers with something foreign, the vibrant African beats failing to visibly permeate the choreography. A dancer dressed all in black appears briefly and offers the most innovative movements - her arms breaking the air abruptly in tiny, clockwork motions, her body thrown open and then contracted in a startlingly contemporary manner. Ramon Martinez dances as though the
music
is alive in his limbs, every plucked chord resonating deep within his torso, his feet striking the stage with overwhelming precision.
Despite the dynamism displayed by the dancers, however, it is the
music
al cultural mergence that illuminates this production.
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