The musician who got away…

So, after trying to get up at 8 (my usual optimism) I got a text from Caro at 10 saying that she didn’t work and wanted to have brunch together, that got me out of bed! So we went to this place close to my apartment, Chez Cora at Mont Royal. We got ourselves big café lattes and big plates with fruits, sweet bread, eggs and grease!

After that I was loaded for a day at the studio – right now I help put with some administrative stuff at La V photo, today I browsed for studios/galleries in Stockholm that could arrange or host a workshop about how to arrange wedding photography and everything around it. Vera (who’s the main photographer at La V) and Alesya are going to Russia (where they’re from) in the end of may to make such an workshop and if I can help them arrange something in Stockholm they would like to do the same there… it’s just a bit tricky with such a short notice, but I think I might have found a studio today…

Around 5 o clock I set off to scout street musicians at St Catherine street. I took a turn around the block where I’d found Mr.Berger – he wasn’t there, but just one block down I found this nice bloke…

While he was playing I motioned to my camera as to ask “is it OK that I take your picture” and so I did when he nodded, though after several pictures he probably started wondering what strange creature I was – he asked me when he stopped playing and I told him I was doing a reportage about street musicians, he seemed enthused and I asked if he had time for a brief interview or if I was disturbing him in his work – “Well, if you come back in about 20min I’ve enough for a beer and then I can sit down, take a beer, have a joint and talk to you!” I think he said his name was Jim, but I can’t remember since I didn’t write it down and he asked me my name and gave me his fist since “I usually don’t shake hands with people since my hands are dirty for the most of the time”.
So I took a walk around the block, I don’t think I was away even 20min and when I headed back I was prepared to buy him his beer (and mine) as thanks for his time, but when I got there.. He was GONE! =( He seemed like a really talkative and interesting guy so I was really disappointed! Probably he had got enough and couldn’t wait to get that beer or he decided he was better of alone without anyone questioning him about his lifestyle…
As I didnt write down his name I just call him Jim or simply Musician#2

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One thought on “The musician who got away…

  1. He really had a short memory, don’t you think? What a miss to miss an interview with you!!!! Puss och kram! Mams

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