On my final day in Xian, J.C. and I took a bike ride on top of the city's fortified walls. Cloudy, cool and not many people to cross paths with--a very different Day in Xian. As we rode a quarter around the wall, we heard this amazing high pitched voice accompanied by a string instrument coming from below us and like a dream/fantasy/movie, there was a Chinese opera taking place under a tarp outside the city walls. People were sitting under the tarp while being served food and beverages while others in the park clustered under shade on their own chairs, bicycles, and motor bikes. Here is a brief clip from that.
This will be included in a beat heavy inspired mix tape called The Maandazi Dumpling Stuff It Mix
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