I say 12 because I´ve been probably out or better said, in the subway busking for about that amount of times since I arrived in Madrid. It´s no wonder I am late, if you know me, you know I prioritize other things just like playing and practising music than posting about it but today, I realised it was a good idea to be sharing my busking experiences with people online in a kind of blog format. Maybe just to kill some myths people have about busking and shed a light on what being an independent artist means but mainly why I do it personally and what brings me apart from joy and money. 

I encounter a lot of people while doing this or better said, they encounter me. I get different reactions everytime but I can´t really complain as most of the time (I´d say 90 percent of the time) encouragement and money is what I get. The other 10 percent is people who basically disrespect the fact that a person does his/her art in such a vulnerable way, which probably makes them feel awkward. Either way, it doesn´t matter. The point is that I feel this is a good way to connect with other people and I´d like to start sharing not all of the interactions I have every day I go out busking but maybe, pick one or two. For each day´s busking diary, 

So today, I am gonna talk about this one kid, which was almost a teenager who told me he had to go back down all the stairs in the metro station again to see me and to listen to me play. 

I get nervous when people do that. It´s also encouraging but it feels like f*** and I cannot f*** up now and I have to give it all. Being that said, I try to not take myself so serious because it kills the mood and ultimately it kills the magic. This thing is about being vulnerable but with some limits and especially understanding that shared moments through music are prieeless but If you think about it, it is kind of begging what buskers do. However, I take it as a job in some sense now and it brings some responsibility even if that word is too big for what it really is. 

Anyways, long story short. I was singing, as I now acknowledge as one of my strong parts of the street set, Redemption Song by Bob Marley and what brought me understanding and meaning was that the kid told me he heard me singing that song and he had to go down to tell me also that Bob (Marley in this case) is his favourite singer, who by the way was an amazing singer to say the least. Which people sometimes don´t acknowledge as he gets more recognition for his songwriting. Either way, thank you Bob. 

In a nutshell and to call it a day, these kind of things make me proud of what I do and I feel somehow I am bringing a bit of a light in people´s lives through songs that brought me light and still do in some way too (I remember sharing plainly with somebody that I was greatful that Bob Marley have existed and that our existance is better by that fact), 

I hope you people enjoy reading my stories as I will keep posting my little adventures and so hopefully somebody will feel inspired too ;) 

and if not, don´t read them. Easy peasy 

All the best and cheerios