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One of the wildest moments on the Street was, when I played with a group of buskers in Kranj. We played the whole day, we've been payed some, but the rest what we made on the street was ours. I remember wearing a hot winter trousers, wanting to look good, in the summertime! That was a big mistake. I think I was there twice. Two years in a row. THe other time was better. There should be a picture of a nice violin girl, soo we played together in a group, and made some money, even had lunch and a ride back and forth.

Another summer, in 2015, I have met a busker from states, he lives in Holy land now, Israel, Norman, I saw him play with his wife in Ljubljana, and I took a spot next to him on the bench, opened my case of harmonicas, and it was a perfect match. We played many streets and spots last summer, had 2 or 3 great earning days, and lots of fun. He was singing, playing electric guitar, having backing tracks, equipement, I brought my mic and harmonicas, and his wife was singing.

Most embarasing moment: Well, i thought about not having the right harmonica in my hands, but even worse was when I played in Maribor in a old Church building, that was not used for church gatherings anymore, There was a Lent festival in Maribor, still is, each summer, so I was playing with Abraham Blues Band, Miro Kovačič on guitar, Vili Lipuš on drums, Miro's son on bass I think, and another rockenroll guitar player I forgot his name, he was a dentist, soo we started around midnight, and people came from the rest of the happening at the festival, coming to listen to our blues and rock'n'roll and some rock blues.
Now during the show, I saw Tomaž Domicelj come in to listen to us, He might have had a concert on the festival that day. He was my aunt's classmate in Ljubljana, they both studied english, and that might had been the reason she bought me harmonica in 1992.
I wanted to impress him and the crowd, soo I throwed my harp in the air and tried to catch it. I did not.

My favorite instrument when I was 5 years old, was some small accordion. Actually, there were 3. But one after the other, they got, first got destroyed by fall morning fog, because I forgot it outside the barn.
The next one had paper mechanism for air, and it got ruined on the edges, soo It was of not much use.
The next one was looking nice, but the reedplates inside were glued on the case with some strange glue, soo they started to fall off inside the case, and my aunt Romana, with all the good intentions that she invested in fixing this, It was not sticking.
Next, she bought me a synthesizer, Casio, 2 and a half octaves, small keys, but hey, It was great for me at that age, and I learned to play blues on that thing from the key of G and C.
The next thing was Goldstar GEK 558 or simmilar number Synthesizer, and It sits behind my back in the corner of the room I rent here in Ljubljana.
Harmonicas? First several were tremolo, then CX-12 Chromatic and in 1999 Blues G harp