Takedown and loadout usually aren’t the most fun part of the gig. We finished fairly early, but it was still dark out, and there was no parking near the loading area. I drew the short straw and waited with the instruments while the others got the cars.
People walking by made me nervous, so I set up the keyboard and started playing. It wasn’t plugged in. There was no sound to attract passers-by, and yet some stopped to listen. Some even nodded and smiled, pretending, as if they were ashamed to admit they couldn’t hear the music.
Nobody bothered me. I should’ve put out a tip jar.