To my local subway busker

Hey there guy-

I usually like you a lot! You have reinvigorated my mornings with your spritely violin jigs, and I especially dig your evening assortment of Lafayette waltzes that would be more than appropriate to score a Jane Austen flick’s requisite “courtly dance” scene. But today was sort of a misfire. When playing to a non-air conditioned subway platform that is packed three rows deep with people shoving and perspiring on each other due to a train delay, and when more than a small number of those people happen to be Hasidim and their children in none too breathable woolen garments, it might not be the best time to break out in to the “Schindler’s List” theme. Just something to think about!