The Sounds of Mexico

Every morning, this guy with a guitar walks down the alley where I live, playing some version of the same song. It's beautiful!

There are blackbirds here that look like nothing special (except they have piercing yellow eyes) but that make the most amazing sounds. 

Then there's romantic radio music that mixes with church bells outside my window during the day while I'm working. At first it was distracting, but I'm used to it now for the most part. Except when they play, "I Will Survive" several times in a row. 

That was much less annoying than the day the shop next door hammered down a wall with a chisel and I got to hear this for eight hours!