Cantadores Do Alentejo - Jaquim Apr 2026

He was the kind of fellow who couldn't keep his hands still. He had a habit of "feeling his way" through the crowd, an "audacious" man who liked to touch whatever was near or far, day or night. The local women had a specific way of dealing with him. Whenever he got too close with a wink and a wandering hand, they would laugh and shout the same advice that eventually became a village anthem: .

But while the village laughed, Jaquim’s reputation was a double-edged sword. People whispered that his "fame" was leading him toward a "crooked" path. His wife, a woman of much patience but little nonsense, was rumored to be reaching her limit. In the taverns over jars of wine, the old men would sing that any day now, she would put his "little suitcases at the door" and send him packing for good. Cantadores do Alentejo - Jaquim

Jaquim wasn’t a man of great riches or heavy sorrows, but he was a man of "busy hands." In his small village, everyone knew him—especially during the summer balhos (dances). When the accordion started to wheeze and the dust began to rise from the floorboards, the room would fill up just to see what Jaquim was up to. He was the kind of fellow who couldn't keep his hands still

His aunt, after all, was said to have "plenty to touch"—a shapely figure that the townspeople described with more than a little mischief. Whenever he got too close with a wink