Understanding Flamenco

There’s a particular light in Andalucía in spring that makes everything look like it’s about to start singing. It’s not […]

Palmas is the fastest way to find out if you’re in flamenco, or just nearby making noise. No one warns

Last night in Triana the guitarist stopped. No warning, just silence. The kind that hits you in the ribs. Two

After the fall (ice pack, bruised pride) and those June detours—Sitges on a Thursday, Lindy hop in Valencia, the “what

People keep asking for a glossary. I always say, “Google it,” then feel bad and end up scribbling stuff on

Sometimes I forget how close Valencia really is until I hop on the train and roll into the city like

Somewhere between the souvenir shops of Seville—where ruffled dresses hang limp in plastic—and a dancer I met once in Málaga