busker indicators

some mornings you walk down onto the subway platform and it's that lovely mexican couple singing - him, standing with his guitar - her, sitting down and belting out the beautiful spanish tunes. then you get to the 1st ave stop and that guy who plays the soulful civil war songs on his fiddle is there. you know these are going to be good days. this morning it was the dude with his oakley blades (in the subway) and his out-of-tune guitar playing that smashing pumpkins song that goes 'the killer in me, is the killer in you', and then at union square, the peruvian dude with his snappy guitar and pan flute. i think today is going to be rough.