Diary Of A Busker Day 686

Diary Of A Busker Day 686 Friday January 30th 2015 Winchester (Opposite Bellis, Time: 3:50-5:30pm).

If it wasn’t for the non-appearance of an 18 year old Peter Symonds student – one Emma Cuifie, or Ciufie, or something like that – for a lesson (she never even sent a message, and I’m down by £15…and a capo I leant her), I never would have come in, because it’s cold these days. Today it’s 7 degrees: right on the line. However, I had the good fortune to sell a CD, to a couple in their 60’s who’d seen a photo of me on a Facebook site called Winchester Pics. The photo was taken at the Oxfam spot recently by a bloke who, incidentally, didn’t say he was going to put it up.

Anyway, when this couple saw the picture, they said – and I quote ‘We know him – he’s the best busker in Winchester’, and they put my name in the computer and all this stuff comes up, including, of course, the diary. They wanted a CD with The Third Man on, so at least I didn’t have to make a decision about it, as it’s not on the new CD.

Down’s Syndrome actor Tom walks by and stops next to me. He’s cheerful enough – he does a Chuck Berry-ish duck walk to what I’m playing, thrusting his head out and back – but he’s not very talkative, although I do find out he’s doing Much Ado About Nothing with his Blue Apple Theatre group at The Theatre Royal in July…and that he hasn’t got a new girlfriend, after Katie. Tom donates his usual 2p.

Shouting Phillip comes up the road, but oddly silent. No shouting or anything loud. Maybe it’s the cold. He goes into the bakery behind me and when he emerges, donates a £2 coin, but there’s no chat. Very weird. He goes over to the bench for five minutes, then leaves.

The first forty minutes isn’t too bad, but after that it gets a bit cold. The wind picks up for a few seconds now and then, and even just a few seconds is enough to cause quite a bit of pain in the old fingers. But like I noticed before, it really does help: doing the songs that involve playing up the neck and nearer the body – my body, not the guitar’s body! So, Blowin’ In The Wind (appropriately), Here Comes The Sun (inappropriately), Girl, and the 1st. Gnossienne.

The coinage is good, maybe because I’m the only one out, apart from Young Sam, who I have a brief chat with. He was here before me and walks by with a friend at about 5 o’clock. In fact, I asked if he wanted to set up, as I’ve almost had enough. No way, he says! He’ll be around tomorrow, though. It’s the first time I’ve seen him don a woolly hat – it must be bloody cold!

There was only one offender. A couple stop by the bike, near the window behind me, and I can tell the bloke’s admiring it. Then he comes up and says ‘Is that your bike?’, which I ignore, being in the middle of a song, because I really can’t handle that sort of rudeness. So he says it again and again I keep my head down…he says it again so I stop and say – or shout, rather ‘Sorry, what?’ So he says it again – ‘Is that your bike?’ ‘Yeah’, I say, and start playing again. He says ‘I really like it, where did you get it?’ I ignore him and he says it again so I stop and say ‘What?’ He says ‘Where did you get it?’ I shout ‘Peterborough!’ He doesn’t get it, though. They don’t get that to interrupt someone deep in though is a crime! His wife’s standing nearby, smiling. I bet SHE gets it.

At the end, I made more than the lesson would have brought me, so…thanks Emma whatever your stupid name is.

Earnings: £29.50p (Including 1 CD)

  5 comments for “Diary Of A Busker Day 686

  1. alex carter
    22/10/2017 at 1:56 AM

    I wonder if you could get a battery-powered heated vest? If your body’s more warm, your hands will stay warm too.

    I made just under $40 last night; I think that’s my record so far, and in only an hour and a half. I keep talking about doing other things than playing trumpet, but it’s what brings the money in.

    • Marvin Naylor
      22/10/2017 at 9:46 AM

      Given the present rate of exchange, you did very well for an hour and a half!

  2. alex carter
    22/10/2017 at 10:03 PM

    Isn’t the GBP worth more than a USD these days? I know in the past it’s been as much as 2:1 but I think it’s something like 1.25:1 now isn’t it?

    I skipped yesterday though. I’m going back out tonight. I figure if I can bring in $60 a weekend that’s decent. $20 for Friday-Saturday-Sunday.

    Tonight I’m also giving a cornet (which was given to me) to “Recorder Guy”, a street performer who plays … wait for it … the recorder. But he used to play euphonium in high school.

    • 23/10/2017 at 5:55 AM

      The pound’s worth $1.34 now. But I remember the days – more than 40 years ago when it was worth $2.50, and my dad probably remembers when it was $5. Time marches on, as he often says.

  3. alex carter
    24/10/2017 at 12:14 AM

    If your dad’s still alive to say that, that’s pretty amazing. My dad died in his early 60s. When you become poor in the US your life expectancy goes way down. In fact, since both of my parents died poor, in their early 60s, I figured I only had about 10 years left (I’ve just turned 55) so why bother with much? But then I’ve found members of both sides of my family who stayed middle class and are alive in their 90s and sharp as tacks.

    So now I realize I could have a whole other career in my life – except jobs and careers and things like that aren’t really a thing here in the states any more. So I guess it just means that much more time to try to get good on the trumpet.

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