Sunday, August 1, 2010
Thursday I was on the A train (again), heading to a very important appointment. I was sitting in my seat trying to control my nervous energy, when the doors connecting the two trains burst open. In walked two men with African drums. They set up shop in the aisle right next to me. One of them broadcasted, if you feel happy to be alive raise one finger. I shyly raised mine. The same man said, we're gonna play some songs for you. Give you some positive energy. Dontcha pretend not to see us. Dontcha hide behind your papers. 'Cause what we got here is positive en-er-gy. And who wouldn't want somma that? They played a song full of syncopated African rhythmns, and I couldn't help it, I started smiling. Then they played Stevie Wonder's "I Just Called to Say I Love You", and the ten year old boy across from me broke out singing. It's true, they were bursting with positive energy. It was damn contagious and carried me through my appointment. Sometimes I love this town.