Thursday, 13 November 2008

let me go home


Suffering from a little bout of insomnia currently. It's not so fun.
Anyhow. I want to become a busker. I think this is what I'll probably do over the next month. Make a lovely plan. Sing a lovely song or something. I think I will go play in peculiar areas... it's a thing I experience with buskers often - i get annoyed with the place they have chosen to let loose their sound - tubes for one, busy hour rush buskers with an added speech telling me how they are anarchists and so should everyone else be because nothing works. The thing is anarchy doesn't work either so what are you going to do?...back to the busking, yeah so I came across this lowered platform...weird place by the thames on my way home from chelsea, it seems like the most awkward platform to come across a busker so i think that's where my first realm into "awkward public performance" will take place.
Do a little more practice or something. my fingers hurt all the time now, its a nice feeling i think.

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