This guy must have missed his bus out of town, because he was still busking down on Sparks St. a week later. He had gathered a small crowd.

Here he is again. I think in this one he suspects that I’m planning to take his picture, because he’s looking right at me. I hope it didn’t freak him out. Buskers are notoriously shy.

Unfortunately I didn’t get to see his trick, because he talked for so long that I got bored and took off. I’m guessing it had something to do with the apple and the big knife that he has in his hand, and the fact that he’s sitting on a bike way up in the air. Maybe there would have been fire in it too.

I did a better job of covering the Buskers’ Festival last year, underpants and all. That was on August 4, 2007.

My advice to buskers, if they want people to stick around, is this:
“Less talking. More tricks!”