In the midst of our move, I missed this cool reference made in the The Boston Gazette to a post I wrote on Joshua Bell Busking. It made my heart smile, that even when we take a hiatus from our creation in the world, the gifts we’ve offered keep filtering and fluttering on through the glorious cyber-world many of us call home.
This is a thought-provoking article on preserving beauty. While I do believe the music of our time now passionately ignites people in ways Bach invoked in days passed, it reminds us to reflect and rekindle relationship with the mystical musical virtuosos of our history.
p.s. and if you want to catch the cool clip of people actually passing by Joshua Bell as he plays his heart out in a Subway station, click the LifeSchool Inc. post at the end of this article.
“A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule.
A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk.
A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.
The one who paid the…
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