Sitting in Starbucks just inside the large floor to ceiling open wooden doors, I can hear two different mariachis bands battling it out in the Jardin, complete with dueling snare drum and cow bell. A group of estudiantinas, strolling musicians like Pied Pipers, are conducting a sing-along at the end of the block. There is a crowd following them, Continue reading
Música y Museos of Guanajuato
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