Diary Of A Busker Day 304

Diary Of A Busker Day 304 Friday November 9th Winchester High Street (1. opposite Bellis, Time: 1:05-2:22pm, 2. opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:38-3:12pm).

About an hour in, I’m pretty much warmed up so I make an attempt on Requerdos De La Alhambra…which goes OK, I think, considering this damn hand problem I’ve got. At the end, I wonder where Ian is – I usually see him around here and I know he’s quite partial to a bit of Spanish music. I start James Bond and there he is behind me, Ian that is. I actually stop Bond and say I was just playing Requerdos, but wait – I’ll play it again, for him. Which I do, after apologising beforehand for my inability to play it properly…and then covering up certain failings by way of smothering the sound up in re-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-v-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-rb. At the end he says, “You know, I don’t think there’s any piece written for the guitar before or since, which is perfect – the harmony, the bass…” I say I agree, although I notice he doesn’t comment on my performance, just the piece in general. I reckon he’s picked up on my missing note, in between every bass note. Still, ‘two out of three ain’t bad’! I say, ‘Well, I’m just glad Jon Williams wasn’t walking by during that”, thinking Ian might say something like ‘Rubbish! Your performance was magical!’ him being always so polite and complimentary. But no, he says, ‘Well, HE’S special, but you’re pretty good, too…(a pause) Well, goodbye’ and walks off. And I thought I played it OK! Good enough for this one horse town. It got me a couple of coins, anyway, so…Song Of The Day.
Down at Vodafone, I start with my SOTD – that’s three times I’ve played it today but, hell – I need the practice! Someone else I haven’t seen for awhile turns up – Colin, who doesn’t look at all well and his hands are shaking. He puts a £5 note in my bucket along with his usual request of When I’m Sixty-Four, ‘or in your case, When I’m Sixty-Five’, I say.
Just before packing-up time, I’m approached by a bunch of university students. Aarron’s the ring leader. He tells me they’re doing a film about ‘how great and diverse Winchester is’ and they really like my playing – can they film me? I say they can so they start from across the street, outside the Vodafne shop, then come across and film me from my left hand side. Aarron says to let him know if there’s anything I don’t want them to film, which throws me for a bit. I’m just playing music. I’m not shouting or being sick. Anyway, while they’re filming, I think Aarron wants to get some people putting money in the bucket, but no one’s doing it, possibly because of the filming. His solution is to get one of the ‘crew’ – a girl, to walk past and contribute!

Earnings: £30.83p

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