Flamenco Fail

The twenty-third installment of my abandoned Granadino memoir, Flawed Abroad: Useless editorializing from an ignorant, close-minded American on his semester overseas.

Martes, 15 Febrero ’05, 00.43 (Tuesday, February 15, 2005, 12:43 am)

I know we haven’t had a celebrity sighting in a while, but at this Flamenco guitar show tonight (well, technically last night — Valentine’s Day), I saw a dancer who looks just like a Spanish Christian Slater — slightly post-Newsies, if that helps. In fact, I’d contend that the majority of his dance moves were directly pilfered from that toe-tapping Disney masterpiece, especially the solo dance number that Christian/Jack does after stealing the horse. C’mon, you know the one I mean. Or maybe you don’t, considering I’m kind of obsessed with that movie and make an effort to relate it to every aspect of my life in some way or another.


As for the Valentine’s Day aspect of the evening, I’ll grant you that it’s tough to surpass a Flamenco guitar show in Granada, Spain in terms of sheer romanticism, but unfortunately I was unable to take advantage of the heady atmosphere with the entire CUNI contingency in attendance that evening. Further attempts to woo a certain maiden [editor’s note: see the second half of my previous Flawed Abroad entry for more information] during our walk home were preempted by the presence of a third individual who proved entirely unconducive to the wooing process. “Three’s Company” my culo.

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