I rate him, but I am more of a blues man. But the man I found, whilst looking for a Keb Mo song was in the classic blue dungarees singing and playing beautifully; a lovely disparity. What its all about imo.
I rate him, but I am more of a blues man. But the man I found, whilst looking for a Keb Mo song was in the classic blue dungarees singing and playing beautifully; a lovely disparity. What its all about imo.
I went to Chicago once, for four days. I was on my own. I went for a walk just after I arrived, and went round the corner and saw this busker.
To say was fat doesn't do it. Think of your fattest mate, this buskers legs were as fat as your mates stomach. He was playing the banjo, sat on a tiny rusting chair. The banjo was parallel to the floor perched on his gut.
And it was the sweetest music and singing you will ever hear. And he was good enough only to get a busking spot.
And that sold Chicago to me, the mix of what I could see and what I could hear. Fantastic stuff.
I went to Chicago once, for four days. I was on my own. I went for a walk just after I arrived, and went round the corner and saw this busker.To say was fat doesn't do it. Think of your fattest mate, this buskers legs were as fat as your mates sto