As you are probably aware, life in Colombia is full of music of all varieties - it is extremely rare to walk even 100m down the street without hearing some kind of beat pumping from a nearby stereo, if not several at the same time! What's more, a Colombian cannot hear music and stand still. I'm convinced that if you tied one of them up and played some music - even if it was in the next room - they would start twitching and eventually implode. I mean, it's in their blood. I even walked past a nursery school where they were teaching little two-year-olds how to dance salsa. So unfair!
|Locals in 'La Troja' bar, showing off their well-practised salsa skills.|
Image: Golden Colombia
|Banda de la Escuela Naval de Barranquilla|
|Carlos Vives in concert! Worth the wait (in the end...)|
Now, obviously, a world-famous musician (honestly, he is) is going to spice things up a little bit, and therefore he had a rather larger band than the simple three-man group that traditional Vallenato involves. That may have been the reason it took him three hours (three hours!!!) to set up and start playing after the support act had left the stage. Oh, that and the torrential rain that started pouring down just after they went away. All in all, it was a rather sorry affair, right up until the moment when we made some friends with an umbrella, and aguardiente, (the local spirit of choice), and things livened up a bit! A while after that Mr Vives decided it was time to start playing, and things were all right in the world. Apart from my rather soggy trainers, which took over 24 hours to dry out again, poor things...
|Dancing the night away to electronic Caribbean rhythms|
A pretty successful week, all things considered! My love of Colombian music continues unabated, and I am one more step along along the way to becoming a true Barranquillera. Tune in next week for more music, mayhem and madness!