Every summer here in Saratoga Springs, an elderly shirtless man hurtles up and down Broadway on his bike, blowing his kazoo at full volume*. We have a variety of other buskers as well, one more dreadful than the last. Their consistent musical inability is a thing of wonder; we’re the Mecca of Shitty Pluckers. We even have a “hedonist" musician who “lives in the moment”, according to today’s Albany Times-Union newspaper. He is a donkey called Gus and here’s his story.
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