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I was at a big market in Toronto yesterday. A guy in tattered clothes and toting a beat up guitar was sitting in an entrance with his case opened. A pretty good country western sound and covers, if you like that thing. Waiting for the wife. $30 bucks in 15 minutes. He kept hiding his 'take'. Every song, leaving pennies and dimes. Someone threw down $20 and said merry christmas. He stuffed it in his shirt and I noticed a bunch of bills were filling his pocket.

That being said some clean cut kids were playing a cello and flute thing at the other end of the south building and they had a tip jar with almost nothing in it. Lots of people watching. But they were not where you could stroll buy, reach in your pocket and drop change into the case, you had to walk up right in front of them and do it at chest height. I think the guy in the door where you had to go within a foot or so of his case was the difference.

I have sat on a corner, dinged up baritone horn, case open, older clothes, and made $50 bucks an hour at rush hour in Toronto. $300 for the day. Sit on an old pillow. Play the same 4 pieces over and over. I can't sit on the ground anymore. And I don't really need to do that, it was a bet and a social experiment. I got $100 on the bet I could make $200 for the day. Gave $400 to the Children's Hospital, and had the receipt made out in the name of my reno-contractor, who pays too much tax and is somehow always broke. Good worker, poor businessman.




Marketing my friend, good marketing.