![]() My friend lent me a kick pedal and I flipped it around backwards and threw my left foot down on it. Six to eight hour days fashioning lullabys and stomps on the spot until one day I decided I needed to be louder and shinier. The testimonial he later offers via email makes this life sound incredibly romantic: This becomes easy enough to believe once you see the dollar bills flying his way from the passers-by. I vaguely recognized it from the time I spent down in Virginia, where we sort of traveled in the same circles without ever actually meeting.īut we both live up in New York now, and Zack actually makes his living entirely off the low-end musician grind. Imagine my surprise when I ambled up alongside him and saw the name on the CDs he was hocking- Zack Orion. Right foot stuck to a tambourine which is substituting quite effectively for the snare crack, left foot perched on a kick pedal that’s aimed backwards at the suitcase/drum he’s sitting on, harmonica around his neck ready to go for the times when he’s not singing, and all this still leaves both hands free for the banjo. It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen anybody pull off the one-man band thing quite like this guy-his ability sucks you in from all the way up by the turnstiles. Cast In Concrete tracks Vijith Assar as he records the musical offerings of New York City’s street musicians.
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