Has anyone in New York City encountered "Fast Car Guy" as many times as I have? I see him so often that it sometimes feels like he's personally tracking my routine to make sure he is stationed at my platform when I least want to hear him. To clarify, "Fast Car Guy" is a subway busker who plays "Fast Car" on loop 90 percent of the time, and sings the most Jesus-y Christian rock the other 10 percent of the time. He is reasonably good looking, he has a calming guitar sound, and he has a nice voice, so there are inevitably spectators nearby who are grooving to his music. But at this point, I have seen this man playing the same song over and over on multiple platforms for literal YEARS and THE SCHTICK IS OLD!!! He has ruined "Fast Car" for me, and severely annoyed me on my commute so many times. Learn another fucking song, man!
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I have a lot of stupid thoughts that nobody wants to hear constantly running through my head, so I thought I would start a blog just so I have someplace to put them. And then, if any of my friends actually are interested in my mind jumbles, they can come here and read it on their own time. This is basically how I used my Livejournal back in the day, and I find I really miss having a low-stakes outlet for my thoughts. I have no desire to post on a schedule or create any kind of ongoing series or really do anything with any type of constraints at all. Any time I commit to anything with a sense of obligation I almost always have instant regret, so I'm telling myself in advance that I'm not going to feel bad about myself if this is literally the only post I make to this page. It doesn't matter! Now that I've ~set the tone~ for this page, I'm going to complain about cold things, probably my favorite subject to complain about. Ice water. Lately I've been ranting