Lack of live music is probably the biggest downsides of living in Spain. We usually get a bit of pub rock on a Friday night but that’s about it – except Flamenco.
We don’t have a comparative shared folk culture and so it’s easy not to understand it – especially if all you have experienced are tourist targeted dance exhibitions. Here we have 2 bars with regular live music, this year’s addition, Caragato, does so every Saturday night to a predominantly young local audience. The quality is astonishing most of the guitar playing breath-taking and this in a just a small town in the middle of the countryside. We have come to love it even if we don’t understand a word.
The performance area has a full canvass portrait of this guy. From up the road near Cadiz he is a local hero who died young. This remains a commonly played song.
We return to the UK next week with tickets for Elbow and Belle and Sebastian lined up, we will however miss out Saturday nights here.
