a little drummer boy

You know you’re in Spain when the long-haired, prepubescent boy band Hanson blares on the radio… The Spanish seem to love American music… some of our old stuff is popular as well as the immediate classic, rhiona… remixed… yes. 

The past weekend revolved around the drum. Tamborria, the famous San Sebastian (above) fiesta blew my mind. The celebration began at midnight in the plaza de centro with drummers dressed in either chef or Spanish military garb. The mosh pit ate me alive. Swaying and chanting in unison… I yelled to songs I didn’t know and lyrics I didn’t understand. I think this is what I’ve been wanting. It’s the adventure of a new experience. I felt a part of something grand and alive. I found myself jumping in time with thousands of other incredibly impassioned san sebastians. I can’t believe the energy… nothing in the U.S I’ve experienced comes close… maybe times square for new years but even then… and actually i've never been to new york on years so...  

here's a shot from the center plaza