Walking down the streets of Pelourinho we’re greeted by the drumming of a samba bateria, people dancing all around, rounding the next corner and an extraordinary battle of breakdancers unravels. After a cooling passion fruit juice, a large group of capoeristas start playing angola to a full bateria and a jazz saxophone on the main square. Everywhere we walk and look, there is people singing, dancing or at least humming, in the morning our hostess dances and sings whilst cooking our breakfast, across the road, the construction workers breaks out singing at the top of their lungs whist using materials and tools as percussion bateria.