Tonight, after providing the #livebeats at @lyonsdenpy, I decided to bust out my guitar and sing in the subway car on my way home. Like many New Yorkers, it takes a LOT for me to pay attention to subway entertainment. So, I was prepared for the worst. And sure enough, I enter the train with about ten passengers at Canal Street, pull out my guitar and start belting my heart out to my song, “It’s Love” and not one person looked up. Not one. Not even the old lady who I pegged had a heart and would at least smile at me. Nope. Not even her. That’s alright, I thought. At least I did it.
The train stops at Union Square and fills up with passengers. I sit down with my guitar still out of its case. A gentleman leans in, “Hey, I thought you would bust out a song for us,” “You really want to hear me sing?” I questioned. “YES! What’s your name?” He asks. “Charlene.” He turns and faces the packed crowd, “Hey everyone…this is Charlene and she’s gonna sing for us.” (I couldn’t have written this better!). I was beaming.
I sang my hook, and saw everyone’s eyes engaged and tapping to the beat. I even saw a few people take off their earphones to listen in. And when the next stop came, they all applauded. I couldn’t believe it. What an angel he was. And then I remembered why I love this city. Just when you think you want to give up, it won’t let you. It’s all in the confidence; the delivery; the heart. And after such an historic day in history…love is everywhere. Never give up.