The saxaphone echoes through the subway stations of New York.
The trumbone player jazzes it up on River Street and a guitarist in one of the squares.
The songs at Horton Plaza make one feel like they are entering some kind of carnival grounds.
The Italian Opera singers on Maiden Lane.
The flutist outside the bookstore and the drums in the park.
The violinist at the restaurant bids everyone to come.
These are the sounds of beauty splashed throughout a largely impenetrable world.
10.18.2005
Music of the City
Posted by Tracy A. Wieler at 7:58 AM
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