The other night I was in the 2nd Ave subway station and a busker was playing the saxophone. It’s a total New York cliche – the echo eventually drowned out by the roar of a train – but it still sounds great. Here’s a snippet:
Infrequent musings on various topics
The other night I was in the 2nd Ave subway station and a busker was playing the saxophone. It’s a total New York cliche – the echo eventually drowned out by the roar of a train – but it still sounds great. Here’s a snippet: