Busking re-visited

The poor old pale busker who drones out REM's Losing My Religion was on the tube yet again tonight. You may have first met him in my blog a few weeks back. Amazingly he resulted in more spontaneous tube chat. The woman next to me to no-one in particular said:

"Oh no, not him again"

The woman next to her actually replied, "Yes I wish he's pick a different song"

The woman opposite said, "I think he does it quite well though"

I almost fainted. Not because someone thought he was good, but because a conversation of sorts had started between three complete strangers and this simply isn't done on the tube. Particularly as they all looked completely normal and also because they were all women, but I spose that's why it happened. Sisterly comradeship on the qualities or not of our busking friend.

I still think he's pretty rubbish, despite the fact a guy a couple of seats down gave him a round of applause and some money, but then him and his girlfriend had just got back from holiday (lots of luggage, bikini tan) and then holiday man started singing the song to himself even when the busker had finished.

So if you're on the District Line, look out for this really unhealthy pasty looking, slightly flabby man with his guitar who brings the gift of conversation. For more reactions to him see my June 3rd entry.

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