A FOUR-star show doesn't always equal a four-star Fringe experience – which is sadly the case here. The musicians, singers, dancers and hand clappers of Noche Flamenca are some of the best in the business – a Spanish export that plays all over the wo
rld to rapturous applause. So too their leading lady, Soledad Barrio – a stunning performer born to dance flamenco.
But one of the most fundamental elements of this intoxicating Spanish artform is the fast and furious footwork. Should you have the misfortune to sit further back than the front two rows, however, you struggle to see anything below the thigh. Raked seating or a high stage are pretty much essential in flamenco – neither of which the Queen's Hall has to offer.
Thankfully there are several moments of pure music and singing, when the sea of craned necks can relax and enjoy the incredible passion played out before you. Vocals that soar, dredging up emotions from the singers' very souls. Lightning fast fingers on the Spanish guitar, backed by the ebb and flow of rhythmic clapping.
A mild narrative is played out in La Dama del Mar with Barrio torn between two lovers. But it is the moments of pure solo flamenco – performed by Barrio and a male dancer – that set the stage on fire.
Noche Flamenca eschew flashy staging, preferring to decorate their set with subtle lighting and a few chairs. While Barrio herself sticks to beautiful but simple costumes.
Yet the effect is devastating. Dressed up in talent, rather than traditional Spanish finery, this superb group can't fail to impress flamenco lovers – just as long as you can actually see them.
Until tomorrow, 10pm
