Accordian
Between The St Nickerless Centre and the Bon Accord Centre, just by the lights at Dixons there often sat an Accordian Player.
He was on the go for a good few years now as he used to come in to the shop where I worked in the early 90's to buy fags and get rid of all the 2p's people had given him when he was busking. He always had dried spit at the sides of his mouth and I reckon this was due to the frenzy and concentration of his Accordian Playing.
He always had a melancholy look, as if he wished he'd sold his soul to the Devil that day at the Crossroads of West/North Street and King Street. Clearly he didn't. He might have been able to bash out a fairly good "Dashing White Sergeant," but Jimmy Shand he was not.
posted by Aberdeen Tramps | Friday, October 23, 2009
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He was on the go for a good few years now as he used to come in to the shop where I worked in the early 90's to buy fags and get rid of all the 2p's people had given him when he was busking. He always had dried spit at the sides of his mouth and I reckon this was due to the frenzy and concentration of his Accordian Playing.
He always had a melancholy look, as if he wished he'd sold his soul to the Devil that day at the Crossroads of West/North Street and King Street. Clearly he didn't. He might have been able to bash out a fairly good "Dashing White Sergeant," but Jimmy Shand he was not.
