Saturday afternoon I went to FIx cafe for a couple of hours to be "alone" with my laptop. Before I reached the door to Fix I heard the brass sound of a live Mariachi band. Chicken Corner loves Mariachi. So I followed the music across Echo Park Avenue and up Baxter till I located the party where the band was playing. I was welcomed in. I asked if I could take a picture and the hosts warmly said yes, while the band started to ham it up for the cell phone camera, partiers getting out of the way of the shot. How to explain that I wanted the partiers in the picture almost as much as the musicians? Too bashful. Too aware of the observer's principle. I returned to Fix and my original plan. Half an hour later the band was done, the canyon suddenly much quieter. Two hours later the sun was almost down. I drove past the party, and it looked like it was just getting warmed up.