"Are you kidding me?" That's what my friend Alex said when I told him that I was going to a concert with Mexican pop groups reunited OV7 and Kabá. Then again the setting was not beneficial to making such a statement. This last Saturday I went to a metal gig at a bar in León. The kind of metal where you can't grasp the melody and you can't understand a thing of what they're singing(?). Among others, this band played, a nice bunch of fellas of which I know one of the guitarists superficially (they should start touring Europe any day now).
Well, I wasn't kidding. Unfortunately. I said afterwards that yesterday's pop concert probably would have been more appealing to my six year old daughter than it was to me. But I do now understand why they were looking at me funny.
Not for Pussies!