Flamencos

We are not going to discover now that Jerez de la Frontera is a spring from which cantes and cantaores have emerged who today are an essential part of the history of this art, already universal, that defines us. There were many, just like many were those who were born and raised in other singular spaces of our geography, where gypsies, Moors, Andalusians from the periphery cursed by hunger and misery crowded together..., like Triana, the Cadiz neighborhoods and their bay, the Perchel from Málaga with La Trinidad, or the neighborhoods of Sacromonte and Albaycín from Granada. And it is they, all of them, in a fusion of races and cultures, who give birth to music that is great in itself. Perhaps for this reason, we decided one day many years ago to begin a series of interviews with some men and women from the world of flamenco who had been fundamental in their time, but who, due to political, economic or social circumstances, the fans had been leaving parked in the corner of oblivion, with no other coverage than charity or municipal charity in your case. We wanted to be a kind of cry that, in the mouths of these artists, would claim the status that society and the states owed to these art makers, already on the edge of the usual circuits.