Chapter Eleven: God created them...and they played‏!

....it happened one night...
"the new guy" was sleeping after a long day at the F.F. P. ( Fishmarket's
Fishing Place)...suddenly he was back in Arizona....walking in a straight line across the
desert...competing with a rolling bush...speed contest...the bush was
faster!!!!...damn!!!!
...then he saw a silhouette in the horizon...coming his way...five men dressed up in black and silver...with their black sombreros and guitars...a Mariachi band...once they made eye contact... they just stopped walking...took their instruments out of the case...and started performing... just because!!!!!!!...
"These crazy mexicans!!!!- he thought- they love nonsenses and "just becauses"...

So he looked for his girl.."Missy No"...but she wasn't there!!!!! God!!!!!!
He wanted to join them sooooooo badly!!!!....and couldn't sing in spanish.... damn!!!!!.... so..he decided...dumbly..to clap his hands as a sign of empathy... clap...clap...clap......clap...the guitars sounded great..... clap clap clap.... and this skinny guy just started playing a trumpet... clap clap clap.... and there were two violins.... clap clap
clap....the voice was so powerful....loud!!!!.... clap clap clap... he was sooooo happy.... clap clap clap....a trumpet solo... so loud.... clap clap clap...hey!!!!....actually he could hear it so clear....but... what was he doing back in Arizona?....wasn't he living in London??????...
damn!!!!...clap clap clap... was that wonderful thing just a dream????....clap clap clap...but he could hear them...clap clap clap.....so vividly....clap clap clap....

...and suddenly he woke up....clap clap clap.... actually clapping!!!!!!....haha clap clap clap... and there was a band performing...right next door.... clap clap clap...a 3 am jam....clap clap clap.... the guitar started playing again....clap clap clap... and then the trumpet.... clap clap clap.....
" I think I should stop clapping now- he though- my readers could question my IQ if I go on clapping like this!!!"... :P

So he just woke up in his silly cowboy's jammies... put on boots and hat...and went out to find out the truth...
It was on the second floor- He didn't want to knock... so he just placed his ear next to the door... and heard something like this...

Suggested soundtrack: Mala Vida by Mano Negra.