Often after fishing, I would go downtown with Isidro to watch coq fights.He would drink rhum clear as glacier’s water and I would wrap my self in a cloud of smoke from my cigares? Overwhelmed by the athmosphere we would start betting on puny but nervous cocks. Later on we would take the shaken car back on the potholed trail. I had a tape from DJ Lengua we used to play outloud. SOmetimes, shattered we would stop the car on the way. And in the morning we would wake up in front of the sea. Flat as a miror, we would rush back to the house. It was time for us to go and play with the bonefish! MIXTAPE [vimeo https://vimeo.com/51660401]