Laura Gascoigne

Madrid’s golden triangle

Spain’s economy may be faltering but Laura Gascoigne finds its culture flourishing

issue 30 June 2012

Under the statue of Charles III in the Puerta del Sol a hellfire preacher is competing for custom with a mariachi band. ‘Porque la paga del pecado es muerte!’ he shouts. ‘Ay, ay, ay, ay,’ they sing, ‘porque cantando se alegran, cielito lindo, los corazones.’ The weather is with the preacher: the cielo is not lindo. The El Greco cumulonimbus overhead flickers with lightning as God adds a rumble of thunder to the mix.

Apart from the angry heavens and the five police vans lined up opposite — for prevención, they tell me — there’s little sign that Spain is on the brink. The leaning towers of Bankia may be tottering, but to judge from the queues outside the Prado the culture industry has not been affected. On a free Sunday evening they stretch around the block, so I plump for the airy spaces of the fee-charging Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza at the northern apex of Madrid’s ‘golden triangle’ of galleries.

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