Aye yai yai!
I now present you with the Mariachi night pictures.
We have Dale:
Josh, Tirzah, and Amy:
And Juan, Reyna, and myself:
Did you know that if you drink enough margaritas you will be able to sing along to the Mariachi songs even if you only had two years of Spanish waaaaay back in high school?
It's true.
The Band, Mariachi Estrella
This amazing band started performing at the front of the restaurant. Let me tell you something, those dudes can project! They don't need no microphones, sucka!
After a short set, they began playing to different tables. We were way in the back so it took some time before they got to us....but, they did.
Have you ever been at a restaurant and had a little 3-piece Mariachi band come play at your table? I have, on more than one occasion. Every time this has happened I politely deny their request to play a song. Not this time. These guys were so good! We held them at our table for as long as possible. They finally had to tell us that they had to play other tables but that they would come back to us.
Juan and I had an arm-wrestling match while we waited. I won (because he let me).
They finally came back and we danced and sang along. By we, I mean Juan, Reyna, and I.
I think everybody enjoyed it, though.
Even though Josh said Juan and I were constantly yelling. Poor guy had to sit by us.
Juan sang to Reyna:
The gang:
After the show, Juan went up and made friends with the Mariachi band.
They let him borrow a guitar:
Which Dale played, for a split second:
before Josh took it away:
and gave it back to the band:
(psssssssssst...., I think he was afraid we might break it.)
I highly recommend that you go see Mariachi Estrella.
Take some friends with you that are already Mariachi fans so that they can request all of the good songs. There is not much out there that is better than good tequila, good company, and a private concert.
In Other News: I found my next model for the Urban Geisha Project. Behold!
Amy will do quite nicely, don't you think?
We have Dale:
Josh, Tirzah, and Amy:
And Juan, Reyna, and myself:
Did you know that if you drink enough margaritas you will be able to sing along to the Mariachi songs even if you only had two years of Spanish waaaaay back in high school?
It's true.
The Band, Mariachi Estrella
This amazing band started performing at the front of the restaurant. Let me tell you something, those dudes can project! They don't need no microphones, sucka!
After a short set, they began playing to different tables. We were way in the back so it took some time before they got to us....but, they did.
Have you ever been at a restaurant and had a little 3-piece Mariachi band come play at your table? I have, on more than one occasion. Every time this has happened I politely deny their request to play a song. Not this time. These guys were so good! We held them at our table for as long as possible. They finally had to tell us that they had to play other tables but that they would come back to us.
Juan and I had an arm-wrestling match while we waited. I won (because he let me).
They finally came back and we danced and sang along. By we, I mean Juan, Reyna, and I.
I think everybody enjoyed it, though.
Even though Josh said Juan and I were constantly yelling. Poor guy had to sit by us.
Juan sang to Reyna:
The gang:
After the show, Juan went up and made friends with the Mariachi band.
They let him borrow a guitar:
Which Dale played, for a split second:
before Josh took it away:
and gave it back to the band:
(psssssssssst...., I think he was afraid we might break it.)
I highly recommend that you go see Mariachi Estrella.
Take some friends with you that are already Mariachi fans so that they can request all of the good songs. There is not much out there that is better than good tequila, good company, and a private concert.
In Other News: I found my next model for the Urban Geisha Project. Behold!
Amy will do quite nicely, don't you think?
posted by sarahsmile3 at
11:55 AM
5 Comments:
Looks so fun! I hope y'all go again so that I can tag along. The only song I know to request is "Las Mananitas' (sp?) because I used to hear it all the time when I went to church with spanish speaking folk.
Amy is going to be a fabulous urban geisha. Can't wait to see her!
Oh, and where are the pictures of your broken dress and broken shoes? ;)
Ah, yes. The broken shoe and dress. Well, there were no pictures taken of either. I can tell you that the broken show probably happened while I was dancing, though I am not sure. The dress strap happened while I was in the car, I think, and I turned to talk to the folks in the back seat. It was a wee strap and it got caught between myself and the car seat...and the torque of the turn. No worries, I was not driving. I was denied entrance to Shenanigans later that night. SHENANIGANS for GOODNESS SAKE!!!I blamed it on my broken shoe. It made me walk funny. :)
Under what criteria were you denied admission into Shenanigans?
I so should have used that line, Larry. Dang!
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