My new years resolution: 10 busking trips in 2015
So, this is the first time i’m trying to busk..
I walked around for about half an hour when I found a first spot where I could play. But it took me another two hours to muster up the courage to actually go there and install my gear…
At the start I was scared of the police, and when a cop car pulled in just next to where I was playing, I thought my first police encounter was in the making. But it turns out the Amsterdam police doesn’t mind about buskers at all.
My luck! During my first set, a demonstration against the TTIP passed by. And wow, they were generous..
Everything about that day was great: really lovely bridges to be playing music, meeting nice people.
In the evening I went to Anne and Pablo, who were so kind to host me in their couch! Pablo even picked up his trumped and we got into a jam!
At night Anne and Pablo took me to a café with some of their friends. It felt like I was already being a part of Amsterdam, and I only got there around noon that day.
Next day I went busking at the Vondelpark on a small fairylike bridge and some spots in the center before going to Amsterdam Noord, where I met up with Jef and got hosted by Arlinie and Andries.
Turned out Arlinie was just pregnant the time she hosted us (she didn’t know yet at the time). Yay!
To summarize: my first busking trip was amazing, yet very challenging. Every time you get up to a place to play I got the uncomfortable feeling of pinching myself through some kind of bubble. As if I’m doing something that I shouldn’t be doing.