Been playing music publicly since Santa Fe. Once I returned to Bloomington, despite the huge difference between Hoosiers and the people of The Land of Enchantment, I simply floated around playing music (and feeling pretty foolish!) until I became as accustomed to playing in my home town (these days) as I was in Santa Fe. AND, became as recognized by the locals as I was in Santa Fe. It's been lovely. Though, people in Indiana (even Bloomington) DONT want folks on the sidewalk performing. Even if you don't accept tips, they call you a panhandler. I have been harassed a bit. I tell myself to be pleased that I have not been outright abused, generally. And that I should be pleased folks like the music. To say the least, I am pleased and delighted by the folks of our odd Hoosier town.
It's been a big delight sharing with people of every description.... music makes a man seem a warm apparition of sensible delight. I have been slow to appreciate the social rewards, spiritual rewards and other sorts of rewards the disguise proffers me. Joy is not so terrible, I suppose.
In any case... it's nice to share a bit. I shall try to remember that.
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