Lullabye of Broadway

I’ve just about had it with the Peruvians who play the wooden pipes on the subway mezzanines. Every morning, I stumble down the steps of 34th Street/Herald Square to either of two songs: “Hello” by Lionel Richie, or “Mona Lisa” by Nat King Cole. Those are not the two songs you want to have stuck in your head all day, especially without lyrics – just the haunting pipes, and usually off-beat. Oh, but there are even worse songs than those. I once heard them playing, “Dreamlover” by Mariah Carey. Ack!

There seems to be a lack in the variety of underground musicians lately . It’s usually either the wooden pipers or breakdancers. I haven’t seen many others, unless the MTA has been cracking down on them. I think they’re supposed to have some sort of license to play in the stations.

My favorites are the mariachi bands who hop onto the trains in full regalia and the doo-wop groups. One time, I was on the 5 train to Wall Street when a man asked my friend what time it was. She looked at her watch and said, “It’s about five o’cl-,” when he interrupted and said, “NO! It’s DOO-WOP TIME!” and immediately broke into a song about making love throughout the night.

I wonder if anyone has made an album of the underground musicians? I think it would be a sure-seller. I would definitely have to skip “Hello,” though.

Leave a Reply