Diary Of A Busker Day 299 Tuesday October 23rd 2012 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:29-3:35pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:53-4:36pm Coming down the High Street, I notice Big Issue Monica, and because I’d rather take a detour than walk by her and not contribute to her cause, like I expect some of MY regulars do with me,… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 298
Diary Of A Busker Day 298 Saturday, October 20th, 2012 Winchester High Street Opposite Bellis, Time: 3:45-4:13pm Jay, the young headband-wearing busker who runs the open-mic at The Willow is sitting with his guitar on the bench near The Buttercross. I ask if he’s going to play – he’s not, so I set up. After a bit, I notice Barry… Read more →
DIARY OF A BUSKER – THE FIRST 100 DAYS
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Diary Of A Busker Day 297
Diary Of A Busker Day 297 Friday October 19th 2012 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:40-2pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:07-2:54pmIt’s another day of drizzle and unfortunately there’s some young strummer in place at The Buttercross, which means I can’t set up under-cover at The Pentice, a few feet away. In fact, why is he not there? –… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 296
Diary Of A Busker Day 296 Wednesday October 17th 2012 1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 2:23-3:25pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:47-4:59pmThe other day I was approached by Victoria, the manager of the cinema, about playing a laid-back set in the foyer, before the screening of Celebration Day, the film of the 2007 Led Zeppelin concert. There was no money in it… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 295
Diary Of A Busker Day 295 Friday October 12th 2012 Winchester High Street Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:44-3:01pmOnce again, Walter emerges from the shadows just after I start playing. Every time! I remember to ask him about the Edgware Road thing; ‘So, Walter, why is it called that? (I play the four-note phrase).’ ‘I don’t know, some London bloke…’ave you ‘ad… Read more →