Matt Welch's tales of his days of Euro-busking glory beat all of these testimonials handily. He's got some good tips, as well. Here's one of mine: the cops at Paris Metro stations don't fool around. Sometimes they just yell at you. But if you annoy them too much, watch out. They won't even bother to arrest you: instead, they'll use tear gas to break up the party. "She's gotta *cough* *sniff* ticka *wheeze* *choke* tooo ri-i-i-" I had burns around my eyes and on my face for weeks afterwards. Busking is hard work, but it shouldn't be *that* hard. I think that remains the worst review I've ever received.
Posted by Dr. Frank at February 27, 2003 06:50 PM | TrackBack