I Stay Up Late

I'm often at work late. Last weekend I was in Cambridge being leered at as I tried performing for my little crowd after the folk festival got started. Two drunks got caught up in my performance and I didn't get to finish.

My performance was as a shadow, not guitar playing, but I tried to bring a smile of recognition to faces that peered. There was some genuine interest, not least because of the brevity of my costume no doubt, but if they watch they might enjoy their experience of me.