"Carmen Amaya is the sound of hail on the windowpane, the cry of the swallow, a thin, black cigar between the lips of a pensive woman, a thunderstorm of applause. When she and her family come to town, they consume the ugly, the torpid, and the dull the way a swarm of inserts consumes the leaves on the trees. Not since Serge Diaghilev's Ballet Russe have we been able to experience this kind of lovers' tryst in a theatre. " Jean Cocteau
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