“The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye…until we meet again”
~ Jimi Hendrix
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Wisdom by Hindsight
“The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye…until we meet again”
~ Jimi Hendrix
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He sounds like Louis Armstrong – in voice and style. I’m sure later on he’s singing “what a wonderful world” !
oh my rummy.
yes!
what is his story. can you just imagine?
thank you for this. it was very moving and beautiful.
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I can come up with half a dozen scenarios! None would do justice to his presence.
Jimi Hendrix? ‘Scuse me while I kiss this guy! (the sky!! LOL)
Maria, take care! Spies all over the place in your neck of the woods I am told.
For a second, I thought it was videoed in Dublin’s Grafton Street, but not enough people passing by for that.
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It has to be somewhere in the USA.
some homeless or down on luck folk have absolutely nothing to offer…we have many beggars in our street. Some have a talent whilst others…well enuff said.
Our local post office has a lot during anyone day, some right outside whilst other scattered around…most of them are singers of one kind or another – electric guitars, banjos, ordinary guitars, the occasional violin.
One man comes with his well behaved dog, along with various bits of show staging as such…
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And all of them will have their stories Cathy. It would be interesting to learn how they become homeless.
I don’t think they are necessarily homeless, just broke or wanted to have a little more dosh for luxuries…some appear to more into entertaining…
Cathy in NZ recently posted..Queenstown, South Island
My story is that I almost always pay street/subway/etc. musicians because they enrich my life and make my passage through life more enjoyable. When my granddaughter was about 12 years old, she earned enough to travel with a group to Europe, partially by playing her cello on the streets of her small town (which draws a lot of tourists). Whatever the story behind these players, I admire their courage and talent.
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We do not have too many of them around where I live. We have wandering minstrels who come on and off to who I am usually quite generous too. Ours are usually religious in tone and almost always enroute to some place of pilgrimage. The real old street singers have all but disappeared from our scenes.