And people didn't seem to want bards, even ones who'd won the mistletoe award and centennial harp in the big Eisteddfod in Llamedos.
He'd found a place in one of the main squares, tuned up and played. No-one had taken any notice, except sometimes to push him out of the way as they hurried past and, apparently, to nick his bowl. Eventually, just when he was beginning to doubt he'd made the right decision in coming here at all, a couple of watchmen had wandered up.
from Soul Music by Terry Pratchett
Have you ever busked?
What's your attitude towards busking in general?
