Appeasing the Sales Gods.

My sister has lent me her fiddle. She's not using it much at the moment. It self identifies itself as an 1885 Guanieri, and I think it does a convincing job. It's slightly larger than a normal fiddle, but the increase in size seems to be only in the body of the instrument, meaning the neck is a pretty standard size. I have a bigger louder instrument that handles the same as my smaller quieter instrument. It also requires less energy to make a nice noise, signifying a doubling in my busking capabilities.

I can now rock up anywhere as noisy as or quieter than a four carriage road and be heard for at least three shop spaces and across the road. With the Guanieri the quality of the noise is deeper in tone and hence more emotionally stimulating, leading to a larger number of people to part with their cash. It also has more 'sustain', which I thought was something you only got with a really good electric guitar through an amplifier. My fiddle has sustain. Sustain lingers.

So I busked up a new television today. It was one hundred and nineteen pounds and I paid for it in two pound, once pound and fifty pence pieces. One and a half days work. 22 inch flat screen hd ready with freeview and a dvd player and pausable and shit. I turned it on and the first thing I saw was an advert for a better telly. It's great though. I've put it on my speaker stands stood next to each other. It's in the middle of the room. 

I've bought something in the sales. It is done. I have paid my high street tax, it's official, they even noted down my name and address. 

"I'm really sorry, I've got loads of coins."

"Ha ha! I hate coins!"

The poor woman joked as I reached inside my pocket for £119 in £2, £1 and 50p pieces. It took two shop assistants to count it. A queue formed behind me. Not my fault, shops should employ more shop assistants and pay them more money. 

The underground was closed, so I thought High Street Kensington would be empty. I played mostly traditional stuff, but I did a bit of work on some more classical sounding stuff too. I'm working on jazz, but that's very difficult to play unaccompanied on the street. I should have stayed longer, the money was coming in, but I got all excited and bought a flat screen.