Yesterday's cold wind was replaced by a gentle ocean breeze, allowing the guests in our Mazatlan beach hotel to enjoy an afternoon by the pool. Children noisily splashed in the water, while their parents relaxed on lounge chairs. Suddenly, silence, as all eyed turned towards a young man wearing dark glasses, a thick gold necklace and many tattoos. Fully aware of the attention he attracts, he strode arrogantly across the pool deck in what can best be described as a gangster gait. Following in close proximity were several heavy-set men, whose loose hawaiian shirts served perhaps to obscure suspicious bulges around their belt line. The regal procession descended the stairs towards the beach. Below, at the water line, a large band was waiting. Many bands-for-hire cruise the Mazatlan beach, but this one included more than the usual number of instruments. The young man exchanged fist bumps with the band, and after one of his entourage ceremoniously dusted off a beach chair, sat himself down. In front of him was a table laden with food and drinks. The tubas took the musical initiative, followed by the bass-drums, the trumpets, and the trombones. The prince got up to sway with the music while the heavy set men remained watchful. Someone handed him a microphone and with a beer in hand, he began to sing.
I concluded that this must be a narco boss celebrating something special. Perhaps the elimination of a rival gang? Loud music carries along the beach, and soon a small crowd taking selfies, gathered around the celebration. Eventually, I noticed a professional cameraman filming the event. That's when I started to doubt my previous conclusion. I gathered my courage, approached, and asked one of the onlookers for the prince's identity. "That's Eduin Caz, a famous band singer" he answered, surprised by my ignorance.
When Adi and I returned from our sunset stroll, The crowd was larger, few more tubas joined the band, and the music rose to a level way above ear-damage threshold. Eduin was still singing, beer in hand. He was having fun. We continued to enjoy his party from our 9th floor balcony.
Prologue: https://vimeo.com/manage/videos/935587753 (Sorry about the abrupt ending.)
For better audio: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlq6Ni3kEZE
