So, I’m on the train and ti’s still a new adventure to me. In fact it probably always will. The NYC Subways always is. I pull my guitar strap over my head & start in on a tune.Playing the train cars is a delicate balance of emotion. volume, shading and most of all energy. You have under 2 minutes to grab the energy of the souls sitting on the seats and mix your vibration with theirs creating a dialogue, a dance if you will with a good 150 or so people. Once done, peoples hands go out, up & sideways holding up bills, and as the train nears the station & I get ready to jump off & head to the next car,I hear a voice coming from the middle of the train say; “Excuse me, miss, coud you play another. Please?” I turn to look & see where the voice is coming from and it’s a man with glasses sitting in the middle of the train car, reading a book. I look over to him, then somewhat undecided to the rest of the car full of people, who sense my question & erupt in applause in support of the man’s request; “Another, yes, another…” It’s funny on the cars.Sometimes you think people may be unreachable by the first visual, but you are quickly reminded, everyone is reachable through music. Everyone is reachable through love. ♥