30-Day Street Performing Challenge: Day 8
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ike Ice Cube said, I gotta say it was a good day. About midway through the day I didn’t think so, but life showed me otherwise. I feel so proud, really, truly, I do. I went out at 2:30 and performed for about 2 hours.
I honestly think I can say I changed someone’s life. I think I may never hear about it, but I can feel it as I write it. I really went for it and was free and had fun.
When I moved to New York, I spent 12 hours in the subway one day warming up and getting acclimated to the whole situation. One of the things I noticed was that, much to my chagrin, there were huge groups of kids all the time at the Bedford station. These huge packs of black and latino teenagers that were so loud and so obnoxious and so just about making fun of everything and thinking things were stupid.
I was scared that they would make fun of me. And I realized that deep down, I have always feared rejection by black people. That if I was just me, just talked me, just acted like, just danced like me, that black people would make fun of me for how uncool and white I was. I have taken great strides in this department over the years, but at my core, I still believed it. And straight out the hood, black and latino teenagers probably topped that list, especially since teenagers of all races can be so annoying and so quick to make fun of things.
Anyway, at one point I had 50 teenagers surrounding me who were totally into me and what I was doing and we were cracking jokes and having fun and I was battling them at dancing and they were screaming at how good I was and on and on and on. The weirdest part was that out of the $10 I made in 2 hours (NOT BAD HUH!!?), I think half of it was from black and latino teenagers, the people who I would assume from my white middle-class perspective would be the people least likely to give me money.
So that was really, ya know, touching.
I also had my first voice lesson tonight which was really great and I totally hit it off with my teacher and then she was playing in this *CRAZY* band tonight at Zebulon. I can honestly say it was THE STRANGEST MUSIC I HAVE EVER HEARD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. It ultimately took me into a parallel dimension it was so dischordant and aharmonic. You should seriously just listen to their songs to trip out at how weird it is. And the conductor dude is SOOOOO into it, he was this total inspiration and made me realize the border between creative genius and completely insane person is basically completely subjective.
So a really good day, a day of growth.
And on top of that, I took 8 of the 10 dollars I made (need $2 to get into the subway tomorrow) and took myself out for some really nice Thai food. It felt so good to go out to eat with the money that I made street performing.
It really did.
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