Back in the 90’s, when I started traveling to NYC on bus trips hosted by my dad’s work, we always started off from the Port Authority making our way uptown through Central Park before training down to the East Village. Often times, we made our turn around in the park up by the Met, crossing under this particular bridge. Back then, it always seemed that there was a violinist playing, taking advantage of the amazing acoustics. Loving NYC, Central Park and the violin, I started tossing a few bucks in the open case when passing by … starting a tradition I tend to keep with each visit. This time round, we had a saxophonist.
