The Charlie Parker of the recorder

There’s this guy that plays the recorder in the Harvard and Central T stations. He is, uh, very much in a world of his own. He’ll mumble introductions to songs as if he’s addressing a vast audience. He’ll then proceed to blows tunelessly into the recorder.

But sometimes. Sometimes. You’ll catch a fragment of something he’s playing. And it’s totally brilliant. You’ll realize that the music has some really interesting shape, that he’s repeating things he played a few minutes ago. And it always makes me wonder if he’s really usually blowing tunelessly into the recorder, or that he’s actually just tapped into something that the rest of us aren’t quite ready for.

I haven’t seen him in a long time, so when I saw him at Central the other day, I snapped some pictures.

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