Many people conjure up images of decked-out mariachi men when they think about Mexico's music scene. Others picture baggy-shirted images of reggaeton phenoms like Daddy Yankee (who is actually Puerto Rican, but that's beside the point).
I'm here to tell you there's another tune those of you on the outside have been missing.
Anyone living in the city will undoubtedly hear the monotone, incoherent recordings of various carts and trucks that drive through the streets all day, every day. The most ubiquitous and distinguishable are the tamales or camotes vendors; others, like the fruit vendor who circles my block, solicit their product in one five-minute breath of nonsensical syllables.
I have no idea what the voice in the following clip is saying, but as today (July 5) was the mid-term elections in Mexico, perhaps we can pretend it had something to do with encouraging voters to hit the polls. The visual quality of this clip is atrocious (and not rotated), and the sound quality is barely even mediocre. However, it's the best I could too in a flash of inspiration. So shut up and listen!
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