Blues on the Beach

Evening shadows were providing welcome shade and a soft offshore breeze was starting up when the Capt and I arrived at the beach with Sofia and Chica to hear some blues, meet some friends and sip a limonada or two. The free event was sponsored by a group of businesspeople who are promoting the state of Sonora in general and San Carlos in particular as safe for vacationers, despite the media reports and general hysterial over shootings, crime...the flu...corrupt cops...and a number of other hazards I've lost track of.

Angel Diamond and her band provided the music, some of my favorite songs and a new one I got a kick out of, the "Bureaucrat Blues." At least three boats cruised in as close as they could get to shore in order to hear the tunes.

The Pacifico Girls to the left of the stage were attempting to move to the beat, but the ones on the right seemed to be waiting for Latin tempos

Four Pacifico Beer Girls in sort-of-matching bathing suits flanked the stage, but they couldn't get the hang of the beat, not being blues kinda chicas, even though their handler did his best to get them to loosen up. Finally they began working the crowd, handing out blue plastic beads with the demand that if you took the beads you had to get up and dance. And, would you believe it, the Capt danced with me! Have you ever danced in soft sand? Exhausting!

It was left to gray-haired gringos to show them how it's done. But most of us were winded after one song.

Bands are scheduled once a month for the next four months, playing Friday and Saturday evenings. Maybe the Capt will go with me again, if I'm lucky.