[MUSIC]
MALE SPEAKER 1: Hey, we're The Black Lips.
We're in San Diego.
And we promised you guys we'd play live in Mexico.
And we're only a few miles from there.
So we're on our way to Tijuana.
And this is what we're doing.
We're going to buy some trinkets, play some music.
MALE SPEAKER 2: Check out a couple spots.
MALE SPEAKER 1: I think I'm totally going to get laid.
I've got $30.
[MUSIC - BLACK LIPS, "BOOMERANG"]
[APPLAUSE]
DERRICK BECKLES: Well, here we are in downtown Tijuana.
It's Friday night.
There's a young male prostitute.
Looking for-- probably got a suitcase full
of dildos or something.
This is Mariachi Row, where they all hang out waiting to
be picked up like prostitutes to come play at rock and roll
shows or children's parties or something.
MALE SPEAKER 1: Now we'd like to introduce our
very special friends.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[APPLAUSE]
MALE SPEAKER 3: Mariachis.
MALE SPEAKER 4: Are they still here?
Oh, yeah.
[MARIACHI MUSIC PLAYING]
MALE SPEAKER 5: [SPEAKING SPANISH]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[APPLAUSE]
MALE SPEAKER 6: Yeah!
[MUSIC - BLACK LIPS, "SEA OF BLASPHEMY"]
[APPLAUSE]
MALE SPEAKER 1: We just got shaken down.
Thank God we didn't smoke pot tonight because they were
smelling all our fingers.
MALE SPEAKER 2: [SPEAKING SPANISH]
DERRICK BECKLES: How much do you charge?
What's the going rate?
MALE SPEAKER 1: They took my money but they put
it back in my pocket.
DERRICK BECKLES: What's the going rate
for smelling fingers?
MALE SPEAKER 1: Uh, $40.
MALE SPEAKER 3: Maybe they were shaking us down to see if
we had anything so they could fucking [INAUDIBLE].
MALE SPEAKER 1: They saw me peeing over there so that's
why they stopped us.
DERRICK BECKLES: Really?
MALE SPEAKER 2: [SPEAKING SPANISH]
DERRICK BECKLES: So they saw you peeing and
they thought, hey.
Let's smell fingers.
MALE SPEAKER 1: Hey, if this guy pisses
he's gotta smoke pot.
DERRICK BECKLES: Guys, let's test for urine.
[SNIFFING]
Mmm.
You're good.
MALE SPEAKER 1: Let's go surfing.
MALE SPEAKER: One, two, three.
[MUSIC - BLACK LIPS, "STRANGER"]
DERRICK BECKLES: So, any show highlights, lads?
MALE SPEAKER 2: Girls finger popping on stage.
MALE SPEAKER 1: Yeah, two people passed out finger
banging on a couch in the office.
And they probably stole [INAUDIBLE]
BlackBerry.
I'm not sure.
MALE SPEAKER 3: The Mariachi in the middle at
the end of the set.
Can't beat that.
DERRICK BECKLES: How was the crowd?
MALE SPEAKER 1: The crowd was tough.
It was more about the crowd than actually us.
Because everybody was a part of the band.
I had to fight a little Mexican boy because he kept
slapping me in the face and giving me kissy faces.
And I'm usually not--
don't do stuff like that.
Our sometime US tour manager Randy took a piss and got a 20
bag planted on him that wasn't his.
And he got shaken down for $800.
We only had a few things stolen.
And overall, I think we nailed it.
Kinda.
And the music was recorded beautifully.
And it was a challenge.
But we're always up to a challenge.
And that's how you play in Mexico.
MALE SPEAKER 7: Keep going.