From the Washington Post, a story of what happened when one of the finest violinists in the world went busking on the Washington DC Metro. Making me wonder how much beauty I fail to see.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html?hpid=topnews
As an occasional busker myself, the one thing that didn't happen (which happens to me) is people coming to chat with you while you're playing, as if the playing requires no effort or concentration. As if you're playing a CD.
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