Brass bands (banda de música) are a big feature here in Sucre. I was disturbed by one of these while in my room just the other day: a rag-tag group of gentlemen, not wearing any kind of distinguishable uniform as is customary.
People were throwing buckets of water out third story windows as they stumbled drunkenly down the street playing your standard marching band tune, albeit intermittently. I took a quick snap of these guys as they passed by. It was not until I reviewed the photo that I caught of what else was going on in the street. A moment not unlike that which David Hemmings experience's in Blow Up, you might say.
Friday, January 29, 2010
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