Diary Of A Busker Day 405 Saturday July 13th Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:54-3:54pm, 2. Next to The Slug And Lettuce, Time: 4:13-5:40pm). And once again it’s choc-a-bloc with buskers. At The Butter Cross: a man singing and playing the Skyfall theme on an electronic keyboard. Then, down a bit, the same young guy who was decimating Imagine, yesterday… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 404
Diary Of A Busker Day 404 Friday July 12th Winchester (1. Next to The Slug And Lettuce, Time: 12:47-2:24pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:40-3:05pm). In the morning I saw sax-busker Tony working in Sainsbury’s. He was saying I should try out a couple of other places, like Farnborough – near the Carphone Warehouse, Fareham and Weymouth (I’m not going there).… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 402
Diary Of A Busker Day 402 Wednesday July 10th Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 12:57-2:59pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:15-4:45pm, 3. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:50-5:20pm). Quite a lot of playing today – 4 hours, and not much of anything else, which suits me fine as I get bored with writing all this rubbish down sometimes! In fact, after… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 401
Diary Of A Busker Day 401 Tuesday July 9th Winchester High Street (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:02-4:30pm). A bloke who looks like an old rocker, and his wife or girlfriend (or whatever %$&! she is!) walk by as I finish Jesu with a slow ascending arpeggio. He says ‘I don’t remember Bach doing that’. I say no, but I do, and… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 398
Diary Of A Busker Day 398 Saturday July 6th Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 12:55-2:22pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:30-2:48pm, 3. Opposite Bellis/O2 Time: 3:25-3:59pm, 4. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:55-5:55pm). It’s the dreaded crap Hat Fair – there’ll be millions of people about but the son and heir says I shouldn’t go in because the High Street will… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 394
Diary Of A Busker Day 394 Tuesday July 2nd Winchester High Street Another slow day. It’s not until the 5th song, after 15 minutes, before the 1st donation – a pound coin. It’s from Faye, who, being about 50, qualifies as one of my younger regulars. And then not much for another few minutes. A woman smiles at me from… Read more →