*grin* I can think of a few people like that . . . . the one that popped immediately to mind though, I saw 10-12 times when I spent the week in Dublin Ireland.
He was/is a busker, wearing a stereotypical cowboy hat and always some sort of plaid shirt and blue jeans with fancy leather cowboy boots. Everytime I saw him he was singing some Old-time Country music (if Johnny Cash could be considered Old time .. . . since he sang him a lot) or Elvis.
Throughout the week every time I saw him, he was busking on a different street. Always seemed to manage to draw a crowd. I noticed him the first time because of the incongruity of hearing American Country music on the streets of Dublin. The last time I saw him, was the morning of my flight back to the U.S. Since it was my last day there I decided to give him all of my coinage (about 6 or 7 Euros). He smiled at me and played a riff or two of "pretty woman, walking down the street". I smiled waved and melted back into the crowd.
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He was/is a busker, wearing a stereotypical cowboy hat and always some sort of plaid shirt and blue jeans with fancy leather cowboy boots. Everytime I saw him he was singing some Old-time Country music (if Johnny Cash could be considered Old time .. . . since he sang him a lot) or Elvis.
Throughout the week every time I saw him, he was busking on a different street. Always seemed to manage to draw a crowd. I noticed him the first time because of the incongruity of hearing American Country music on the streets of Dublin. The last time I saw him, was the morning of my flight back to the U.S. Since it was my last day there I decided to give him all of my coinage (about 6 or 7 Euros). He smiled at me and played a riff or two of "pretty woman, walking down the street". I smiled waved and melted back into the crowd.