Last night, while passing through Times Square, I came across a reggae artist named Mr. Spurts on 7th Avenue and 40th Street. He was holding down the corner, trying to sell his CDs. But unlike rappers who frequent that area and do the same, he didn’t go with the hard sell.
Not that it would have mattered, I had no cash on me. I did have my camera though and told him I could probably help more by shooting a short video while he chats lyrics and put it on the internet. He agreed and began to bust out a song about the September 11th attacks.