Richard Jernigan -> RE: arab and flamenco (Mar. 29 2014 16:41:06)
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I have told the story before, but sometime in the late 1970s I found myself in a fancy nightclub in the basement of a hotel out in the country near Tangier, Morocco. There was a band. The leader alternated between electric guitar and oud. There was a big man from sub-saharan Africa on percussion, and supporting players. The lead singer was a very beautiful woman with a wonderful voice. I didn't realize she was blind until the band took a break and someone led her from the stage. At one point the band struck up a dance tune. The maids of wealthy women at one of the tables rummaged in their handbags and handed beautiful Hermes silk scarves to their mistresses, who wrapped them around their hips and stepped out onto the floor, in hip-swaying steps reminiscent of what is called "belly dance" in America. The maids participated with complex palmas, and occasional brief vocalizations. The music could have been a Niño Ricardo Zambra, note for note. RNJ
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