Music may be somewhat of a misnomer for what this guy does but he seems happy and the little kids love him. All in all, not a bad gig.
He just walked up to this piano on the sidewalk and let it rip!
This lady learned to play the tin whistle in college, in a class taught on medieval literature. She was playing on the bridge going over the Boston Garden lagoon. In all the times I’ve been there, I’ve never seen her before.
She was sweet. It must be the season.
A mellow day, warmish and dry. People were happy with themselves and with each other.
She looks so fearful but of what?
A couple of fine friends! Kevin is a very accomplished bluegrass musician and Cupcake is his wife’s blind, ten year old little poodle who really likes to go out on street gigs.
I took this photograph almost by accident yesterday. It came about as I was walking across the little bridge in Boston’s public garden. The young lady was seated on its top edge intently involved with her music. I wasn’t intending to take her picture until I had almost passed by. At the last second I took one quick shot from the hip and got lucky. Color wasn’t necessary.
Walking in Boston’s North End a few days ago, I came upon this street musician playing in a park. Suddenly this little boy walked over and quietly stood very close to him, entranced by his playing. The two stayed that way for quite a while. It was a beautiful moment.
You never know what you might see around here, but this lady playing an amplified violin in the middle of this mess was one of the more unusual things I have run across lately. Not only was her music rather good, she was also dancing to its beat.
And here’s one last oddity. Look at those shoes!
It’s a lovely tune.