Mad as Hell, Part 1

Occasionally you can have it all and Sunday was one of those days - perfect weather, a dinner better than expected (with no line where there usually is one) and then free, first class entertainment on the street on a summer evening. Spontaneous and varied street life is one of the perks of living in New York City and what many visitors have heard about and anticipate in their meanderings around the streets. Clear evidence that You're Not in Kansas anymore.

The group of singers in today's photo, calling themselves Select Blendz, was performing on Bleecker Street, accompanied by one acoustic guitarist. The songs were primarily 50s, 60s, doo-wop and soul - all classics immediately recognized by the audience. Little encouragement was needed for any type of audience participation, whether rhythmic clapping or singing choruses. The crowd flowed off the sidewalk into the heavily trafficked thoroughfare. The vibe was absolutely infectious and there literally was dancing in the street.

At one point, one of the singers took a highly animated woman for a dance - see here. Others were moved to shake, rattle and roll. The tip bucket was brimming with bills - I saw one five dollar and even a $20 dollar tip being given. If the public votes with its dollars, these guys were clearly the consumer's choice.

I couldn't help thinking about a juice bar I used to frequent on my way to the office on Houston Street called Lucky's. A place just brimming with youthful enthusiasm, positive feelings and a great affirmation scrawled on a chalkboard above the menu items which explained the name of the store: Lucky to be Alive.

But not every story has a happy ending and there was rain on this parade - stay tuned tomorrow when I explain why in the second and final shocking episode of this real life mini soap opera, someone is Mad as Hell ...