When I worked downtown in DC, I used to get off at the DOT metro stop, and in the warmer months, there was usually a guy there in the evenings )and sometimes in the mornings) playing saxophone. I am a sax player, and so I noticed him, and unless I was running late, I would always drop some money in his case, and tell him "thanks" for making my communte more enjoyable.
We talked often, and as it turned out, he was actually a pretty successful "session" musician in the DC music scene, and often played at places like Blues Alley, or several of the recording studios in the area. He had a beautifully patina'd 1950's era Selmer alto sax, and he knew just about every song in the world, I think. He played everyting from seasonal tunes, to jazz, to popular tunes, and even belted out some very well-done classical now and then. The day I heard him playing a Mozart piece, I dropped him a fiver, and knodded my head and said, "ah, Mozart". I dont know if he got more of a kick from the money, or the fact that I recognized his music...
One day, in early October, I was on my way home, and because it was my birthday, I had a package of some sort under my arm. He asked me why I was carrying a present, and I said it was my birthday. He then said "oh, same day as John Lennon, huh?", and proceeded to play me a medley of Lenon tunes, finishing off with "the traditional veersion of Happy Birthday. That day, he got a 10-spot...
I always take time to notice (and reward) good street musicians. The world needs more beauty in it, and these folks are too few.
Live music rules! Even if it is just one guy in a metro station belting out some standards.
--Richard