Singapore Street Karaoke

There I was, wandering around the nighttime tropical heat of Singapore. With a sweet corn ice cream in one hand and a belly full of chicken rice, I was making for the juice stand I had found the previous night. A cornucopia of juiced fruits, some familiar and many not, it was a marvelous attraction. I hoped it's forbidden flavors would sooth my capsicum induced delirium.

Kiwi

Soursop with Pickeled Lime

It was on my way to this shop where I encountered a mysterious new form of busking. It consisted on an old lady on a chair, with a barebones Karaoke system. Words fail to describe this bizarre scene, so I made a recording instead.