An outlaw-curiosity happens everyday in Mexico City: So-called ambulant vendors travelling on public transport offer a seemingly accidental collection of pirate cds. They pick up the burned copies in the morning from their boss. They don't know if today they will sell Rave, Cumbia or Rock'n'Roll. The CDs are cheap: "¡Solo diez pesos!" Each vendor sells only one album and people mostly buy from only the first impression which they get from a few seconds of music out of the seller's distorting ghettoblaster-backpacks.
Copyright associations might go wild but these guys often carry beautifully sudden encounters with unheard music from one metro car to the next. I shot a short clip about this odd but up-to-date profession starring my very own new album Shore to Shore.
The passengers didn't seem too interested...