Strains of music

From afar, ACL might as well not exist, for what we're hearing of it. From time to time we have been catching quite a bit of music emanating from Fiesta Gardens, which is just fine with us. I think that it may be something about the prevailing winds. When we tried to fit in a few errands today, we were tormented nearly everywhere by sound systems pouring out what someone near and dear refers to as "whiny white boy" music. I did love it that the H-E-B at Riverside and Pleasant Valley was all Mexican and Tejano music, nothing but, including plenty of old favorites, to which many of the workers and customers were singing along, not just humming, but singing with the lyrics. Contrary to popular belief, there are still plenty of students living in that part of the world, but, if the City and new property-owners have their way, those stunning views of downtown from the river to the tower on campus won't be available to the riffraff much longer.