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Diary Of A Busker Day 208
Diary Of A Busker Day 208 Friday March 9th 2012 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite O2, Time: 1:10-2:20, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 2:28-3pmRob is in Winchester, again rockin’ the High Street but today he’s not in his usual spot, in front of The Buttercross. He’s down at the crossroads and I’m assuming this is because he’s been asked to move… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 205
Diary Of A Busker Day 205 Saturday March 3rd 2012 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Card Factory, Time: 3:25-4:34pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:40-5:45pmI pass Tony at The Buttercross, blasting out his sax and backing track. He’s arched backwards, sax horn above his head. It really is more of a visual performance more than a musically accurate one – he’s… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 201
Diary Of A Busker Day 201 Sunday February 26th 2012 Winchester High Street Opposite Phase Eight, Time: 2:25-5:05pm A pleasantly temperatured afternoon decides me to venture into town – something I don’t normally do on a Sunday. There’s just one other bloke out – a guy with an acoustic guitar outside the Vodafone shop, down at the crossroads. I walk… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker – Day 199
Diary Of A Busker Day 199 Tuesday February 21st Winchester High Street (opposite Bellis, Time: 1-2:10pm, 2. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 3:05-4:12pm). My polite regular, Ian, stands nearby and waits untill I’ve finished my capo-on-second-fret songs, namely Can’t Help Falling In Love and Over The Rainbow, then, stroking his chin, in thought and saying(?) “Hmm…”, carries on –… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 198
Diary Of A Busker Day 198 Monday February 20th Winchester High Street (opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:35-2:45pm). Walking through the Westgate, I can hear the unmistakable thunp, thump/fiddle-de-de sound that can only be from Guy and his folk franchise. And a two minutes later I pass him, at The Buttercross (we nod to each other) and I carry on down to… Read more →