Magic flamenco: the spirit of Granada

So, then, the duende is a force not a labour, a struggle not a thought. I heard an old maestro of the guitar say: «The duende is not in the throat: the duende surges up, inside, from the soles of the feet». Meaning, it’s not a question of skill, but of a style that’s truly alive: meaning, it’s in the veins: meaning, it’s of the most ancient culture of immediate creation. This «mysterious force that everyone feels and no philosopher has explained» is, in sum, the spirit of the earth [...]

Federico García Lorca