I woke up to my second 28 degree morning and did not want to get out from under those blankets! I eventually did and immediately got a coffee. After a brief chat with a friend, I found my way to downtown. I like being in these smaller towns sometimes, and the reason is- people in small towns are not use to seeing buskers. In fact, an older gent with a pipe came up to me and said “Don’t see many buskers these days.” I had short conversation with him and told him what I was doing. He was a sweet man and wished me luck. Another man pulled up in his car and waved me over to give me a tip. He said he heard me up the street. There really is a warm feeling in a lot of these smaller towns. After I was done there, I went back Uptown to be there if that man was to walk by again. Well, he did. When I saw him, I said “Are you the man I spoke to yesterday?” He said “Yes. Are you going to be around Saturday?” I said “That depends” we talked for a few minutes and yes, I will be here until Saturday. It is time to brush up on Holiday tunes!
After over 2 hours of playing I decided to get some food. I walked into a sub shop and immediately got my chops busted for wearing my Patriots hat. As he was fixing my sub, we talked football. His team is the Bears. There was a lot of talk about the Monday night game, and how weird it was. I didn’t get to see it, so I took his word for it. It just seems like a weird season all the way around with the unlikely people getting some serious injuries. Anyway, I enjoyed my sub and left.
I went back to the Uptown area. I couldn’t make it the entire 90 minutes as the temp was 35 degrees. I played my heart out for the time I was there though! Before I even played a note, a man came by and said “My Son is a starving saxophonist” and tipped me. Chuckling, I said “He and I have something in common!” It was a great way to start that shift! I wanted that 90 minutes, but I fell short by about 15. It was just too cold to stay out there any longer, even dressed as warm as I was. It was time to go somewhere and get warm.
When I looked at the map, I had no idea this was a college town. Illinois State University is here and it has a really nice campus, as far as I can tell. Also, I didn’t even look into busking laws here. While I was out the first day, a couple of police cars passed me and didn’t stop, so I took that as a good sign. At night, they walk by me, nod and smile! So, for other buskers, that may pass through here- as far as I can tell, there is no permit necessary. As always just follow the unwritten rules.