Tale Weaver #181 – Street Performers – 26th July

In every city around the world we see street performers of every kind.
This week Michael asks us to weave a tale that involves a street performer.
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It has always amazed me the amount of raw talent that is out there on our streets undiscovered and unappreciated.
Many a time we’ve stopped to listen to buskers or a single performer, putting a few coppers in their hat and on one occasion purchasing their CD.
I’ve been known to dance in the street too with consequences, and also to sing along with the backing tape of old favourites from yesteryear.

There were a regular band of Wailing Willies in the subway close to where I worked in the bank. They never played as a group, just occupied that particular spot as the acoustics were so good. Sometime it enhanced their talent, others it massacred, but they still warbled on regardless and ever hopeful.

Several times when we visited Spalding, there was one old boy playing a guitar outside a pub. He didn’t sing, in fact we wondered if he could, but his musical talent was out of this world, and judging by the contents of his cap, passers-by wished he was on another planet.
He just strummed. No chords, no distinguishable notes or melody, no movement of fingers on the fret bar , just those of the other hand strumming to produce the most tuneless noise I have ever heard.
But he was a character. Some people would buy him a pint then engage him in conversation, and not being able to multi-task, he would stop his rendition of whatever he thought he was playing, and talk.
Maybe that was all he wanted. A lonely old man with nothing much to do, not much more in the way of talent, who just wanted company.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to Tale Weaver #181 – Street Performers – 26th July

  1. Michael says:

    I think that’s very believable Di.Thanks for your thoughts on this prompt.

  2. mhmp77 says:

    kaykuala

    Sometime it enhanced their talent,
    others it massacred, but they still
    warbled on regardless and ever hopeful.

    Perfect description of the typical buskers that one meets on the streets!

    Hank

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