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Monday, December 17, 2007, Posted by ERIC SHACKLE at 4:22 PM
Seven years ago, famous British musician David Juritz was guest
concertmaster with the Sydney Symphony Orchestra. When he returned to Sydney a
few weeks ago on a round-the-world tour as a busker playing a violin for a
children's charity, a woman who heard him outside the ferry terminal at Manly
offered him well-meant advice.
He was playing a fast classical piece when the woman exclaimed "Nah. You
won’t get any money like that! You’ve got to hold the notes longer."
Recalling the incident in his diary, David wrote, "I start another piece
with some occasional longer notes, but still predominately short, jerky ones.
'That’s more like it. Nooo. Hold the note. Longer than that. That’s right. No,
no nah. Yeah. Like that. Yeah. Longer, no, no. You need to hold them… My Dad
played the violin.'"
David was disappointed that he failed to get permission to play his fiddle
outside the Sydney Opera House because a youth orchestra wass playing there
over the weekend.
Undeterred, he drove to the Town Hall, picked up a busking licence, then
went back to Circular Quay and began playing Bach to people hurrying past on
their way to the nearby Opera House.
"It’s freezing and it takes ages to get my fingers going," he wrote. "I make
$A57 in about an hour and a half – a sort of musical sympathy vote."
Here's a further extract from David's web diary:
"The Aussies are friendly, appreciative and generous, and by Monday, I’ve
amassed enough to buy my ticket to Melbourne plus three long-haul flights. Free
violin lessons aren’t the only examples of largesse. I’m invited to parties,
given fruit and cookies, and several people put $A100 bills in my case...
"I sneak up to the Opera House for that all-important photo. We get the pic
before being chased away by security. Supper is a meat pie and, as I look
across to the Harbour Bridge, it dawns on me that I’ve made it halfway round
the world. It feels great."
David eventually returned to London. "It's been quite a journey, covering
some 50 cities, 60,000 miles, and many more miles of violin bowing" Ed
Pilkington wrote in The Guardian. "But now David Juritz's adventure busking on
street corners from Berlin and Johannesburg to Beijing and Buenos Aires is
coming to an end.
"On Tuesday he will fly from the last city on his Round the World and Bach
trip, New York, and return to London, where he will resume his day job - leader
of the Mozart Players.
"He will carry with him $50,000 (£24,500) raised on behalf of the charity he
set up, Musequality, to support music teaching for children in the developing
world, as well as the satisfaction that he has fulfilled a youthful dream."
David arrived back in London very early in the morning of October 24, and
performed his final busk on the steps of 10 Downing Street (the Prime
Minister's official residence) at 10am.
"While Downing Street is used to people asking to present petitions to the
government on the steps of 10 Downing Street this was the first time something
like this had happened there," his publicist, Joanna Biddolph, told us by
email. "It was a wonderful finale and Downing Street had it on their website as
one of their lead stories for over a week.
"The tour was not just about raising money, though of course that was a big
part of it. David has made excellent connections along the way which will, we
hope, turn into long term help/support for Musequality.
"This included three days in Venezuela being briefed on El Sistema, their
state-run scheme which offers every willing child a musical instrument and
lessons to learn how to play it, which was David’s inspiration when setting up
Musequality."
FOOTNOTE. David Juritz enjoyed a two-day visit to South Korea during his
world trip.
"I did a little busking (although with my violin case closed for
contributions) in Insa-dong in Seoul," he told me from his London home.
"Koreans are famous for their interest in classical music but, even so, I
was amazed by the response. It was the only time that I had a crowd of 20
people gathered before I'd even started playing! They were really appreciative,
which was great.
"Later on in the evening I did risk a little 'open case' busking but was
very swiftly accosted by a policeman and had a very tense 15 minutes while he
and a colleague decided what to do with me. In the end, they let me off.
"I also had an interesting experience trying to get a haircut - evidently
those red and white barber's poles advertise a completely different kind of
service there! I tried four different shops and eventually found a ladies'
hairdresser instead."
David Juritz sets out from London
Travelling the world with a violin might seem a strange way to deal with a
mid-life crisis - but raising money for a children's music charity makes it all
worthwhile.
Tomorrow morning I will walk out of my front door with a violin, backpack
and empty wallet to busk my way around the world, hopefully raising lots of
money for a new charity that will sponsor music projects for disadvantaged
children in developing countries - empowering them, transforming their
self-image and the way other people see them, allowing girls a platform from
which to challenge gender inequality, and giving kids the confidence to want to
become the teachers, doctors, scientists and business leaders of tomorrow.
The charity is called Musequality, by the way. Isn't that great?
My 12-year-old son seems less than convinced. As I extrude 17 minutes of
desultory piano practice, a thought bubble appears above his head reading: "You
are embarking on nothing more than a sad crusade to perpetuate the misery of
your, and my, musical education, forcing already unhappy and disadvantaged
children to sing in choirs they never wanted to join in the first place."
At 15, my daughter is mature enough to share in my vision and actually
thinks it's quite cool, although she makes me promise that I will not smell,
grow a beard or wear socks with my sandals. An hour later, I'm out in the
street breaking promise number three, wondering, as I glance at my feet, how it
can be that something that looks so bad can feel so good.
And my wife? Jane's anxieties focus on all the little details like: "What
are we bloody going to eat while you swan off round the world earning
bugger-all?". "How are we going to pay the bloody mortgage with no money coming
in?" and "Who's going to clean the grey sludge out of the plughole in the
bathroom?" (I take the last question as affirmation that she's content with my
contribution to the housework). -- From Busking the blues away.
http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/music/2007/06/busking_the_blues_away.html
This story has also been published by OhmyNewsInternational.
http://engdev.ohmynews.com/ArticleView/article_view.asp?menu=A11100&no=381150&r
el_no=1&back_url=
Story first posted December 2007
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