A few weeks ago there was extraordinary life in this neighborhood. Concerts, atmosphere, etc. are part of the Chantrea agenda. This weekend we have a quote, again, with a lot of solidarity and a lot of juerga: The day of the painter. But little of the artistic to celebrate it. The
OTA has finished a year on the streets of Chantrea, so it is a year when a large group of neighbors placed a white paint on blue stripes with great resistance and ingenuity. One year, some of them were sanctioned with substantial compensation. It is, therefore, a festival of payment of fines, this Saturday, and the sunset will be mitigated by Zopilets.

Tickets are exhausted (sic). As soon as the doors open, they met on Saturday afternoon in the Auzotegi. The musicians in Athens have been responsible for heating the room, but at the beginning we are only the chandalaris on the bar. The first solidary celebrations begin to approach as soon as they darken.

It is no secret that Navarre likes Mexican ranches, and more if they are Zopilotes. It's been a long concert in which we haven't been able to pay much attention while preparing rods, kalimotxos and combinations. Many popular songs, mythical. And some news that sounded like me. I haven't followed for some time, but they've been as joyful (taking off some sad, of course) and as romantic as ever.

The singer Konejo has not failed. We expected some of his words, between songs and songs: Auzo pintxe pendejo wrestler… He knows to tell the neighborhood's neighbors that he has a lot ego to be even more proud, making the chantrea more chantrea.

In the end, the house of culture is hanging from neighbors and foreigners. It's so hot about bad weather outside. And organizers need a lot of work to mobilize the public. The solidarity festival has almost become a crazy party. But the punished have been grateful, with warm welcome and thanks to the musicians. Hopefully, the neighborhood will continue to live in the coming months. It's not for these reasons.