We arrived to our favorite barrio yesterday, ate at our favorite restaurant four doors down from our new place. Walked 3 blocks to our flamenco hang at Chiringuito to find one of our closest friends here, Paco "El del Compas" died from cancer 4 days ago. Que triste. Paco was an amazing person. He was the first friend we made in Sevilla(see pic w/ Encarna) and was responsible for introducing us to just about every friend we have here. Buena gente indeed.
Paco showed us more about flamenco than just about anyone we've had contact with. He took us under his wing, showed every flamenco place and hideout he knew of and made us truly feel like it was our home here. He embodied his flamenco name as he absolutely owned the compas. Six beats and one jaleo and he could get a juerga started like no one we've met. His joy for flamenco was infectious. He recorded all the palmas for every Mártires del Compas CD.
In lighter news, we had a great day today, went to Cafe Spala for our favorite desayuno. 3.50 Euros includes a tostada con jamón y tomate, jugo natural y cafe. What a steal. It took less than 24 hours to get the slow Sevilla walk down again. Found new shoes and 2 outfits for Encarna as well.
Off to start the heavy practice grind again and start composing for the new CD. We're meeting up with my maestro Martin Revuelo to hang out and get caught up. We will keep you posted on our flamenco experiences here. Stay tuned for more. Un abrazo fuerte, E&E
