A busker let me play his guitar for a few minutes because I was the only one who gave him any money. I did my best to make him a few bucks but everyone just ignored us. Probably because he was drunk and he had a friend who was drunk and insulting everyone who walked by.
That's the extent of my playing on the street so far. I really was kind of disappointed that it didn't work out even though they were being jerks.
I can't really think of any honestly. I used to perform with an improv comedy group so I kind of learned to roll with the punches when performing and enjoy the unexpected.
My favorite instrument was an old Alvarez that I sold a couple of years ago because I went to work in Alaska and had to get rid of things in a hurry before the move. I'd come across it in a pawn shop and didn't realize how lucky I was to have found it until I came back to the lower 48 and tried to replace it. I definitely should have found a place to stash it instead of selling it in hindsight.
“Thanks for playing my song.”