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A temple of jazz that bids farewell
On its progress to the respectability Scott Fitzgerald once talked about, jazz gained a foothold in theatres and auditoriums, until then exclusively reserved for classical music audiences. However, right from the outset and up to the present day, jazz has always preferred one particular type of venue, of small dimensions perhaps, but with vast and legendary depth: the club.
Beyond the hackneyed legend that couples jazz music with the noise of conversations and glasses, a club is where jazz comes face to face with its audience, just a few metres from the stage. It is the permanent laboratory in which musicians can give free rein to their inspiration and build up what they will tear down tomorrow. The bastion in which an attentive community can still make the sound of ice cubes clinking in a glass follow the rhythm of the drummer’s cymbal.
Dick Angstadt, the universal Panamanian who settled in Madrid many years ago, is closing the doors of Bogui, his club, after almost three decades of intense activity. As music journalist Pablo Sanz has said, Bogui has been a home from home for a loyal clientele, and also a creative workshop, the first stage for fledgling projects, and a grand stage for great jazz legends. Tonight, in honour of Bogui, the music will ring out with no limits. Hemingway said Paris was a fiesta but the truth is: Madrid will be a fiesta.