Thursday, August 26, 2004
Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory
4 Bus headed downtown from NE. Around 6:30pm. A bus that's usually quite empty was rather more full than normal tonight. My favorite seat (window seat of the 2nd forward-facing row on the sidewalk side) was empty and hence was mine, all mine! Behind me I could hear conversations in Spanish and at least two other languages I couldn't identitfy.
And then I heard it. At first I thought it was just sound leakage from someone's headphones. It faded in and out, but was unmistakably an accordian. Playing ever so softly, every 30 seconds or so I'd catch a glimpse of a song. As I got off the bus, the Battle Hymn of the Republic had stepped up to the plate.
You know what I'd love? I'd love to hear the national anthem played on accordian before all professional sports events. Or at the next US win of a gold medal in Greece. Awesome.
And then I heard it. At first I thought it was just sound leakage from someone's headphones. It faded in and out, but was unmistakably an accordian. Playing ever so softly, every 30 seconds or so I'd catch a glimpse of a song. As I got off the bus, the Battle Hymn of the Republic had stepped up to the plate.
You know what I'd love? I'd love to hear the national anthem played on accordian before all professional sports events. Or at the next US win of a gold medal in Greece. Awesome.
// posted by Shelby Gelato @ 10:56 PM 
