Diary Of A Busker Day 515 Tuesday March 4th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:20-2:32pm) The place is full up – it’s a full house! At The Butter Cross: a young singer/strummer I knew from the open-mic days, shouting about something – The Big Story…down from him – Frank – the golden, motionless statue blowing on a trumpet, barely 30… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 513
Diary Of A Busker Day 513 Friday February 28th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 12:55-2:28pm). A sunny but cold session: one and a half hours, straight through…long enough! Two songs in, and I notice that guy who plays all the fast stuff with his guitar on his lap – he’s just sat down on the bench across the way with… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 508
Diary Of A Busker Day 508 Sunday February 16th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 2:18-3:47pm, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 4:35-5:12pm). I hadn’t even finished setting up when I noticed a terrible smell, then saw the source: a big blob of bird shite – probably pigeon, on the bottom of my coat. Nice one. I managed to get most of… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 507
Diary Of A Busker Day 507 Saturday February 15th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 1:43-2:14pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:45-4:15pm, 3. Opposite Bellis, Time: 5:17-5:47pm). There’s a Drongo camped out near the Bellis spot, and another one down at Vodafone, so I set up in front of the craft shop…Song Of The Day: the first song – Here Comes… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 506
Diary Of A Busker Day 506 Thursday February 13th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 12:48-2:03pm). Mandolin John – although I never see him with a mandolin anymore, it’s a guitar now – is shouting at The Butter Cross, again in his dark suit – quite smart, but I think he’s a bit of a nutter…he has to be, doing it… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 505
Diary Of A Busker Day 505 Tuesday February 11th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 1:35-2:55pm). Another very cold day in town. I’ve got those fingerless gloves the old lady gave me. I’m not wearing them but will pop them on if I see her on the approach! The money: slow – about four songs before a donation…and then Albatross, and… Read more →