Some years ago I was in Boston. Walking through a park somewhere near the Boston Park Plaza hotel, or Legal Seafoods, on a sunny afternoon, I saw a large man with a bald head, playing a trumpet, surrounded by a few admiring kids, listening. Reminded me of the Wizard of Oz or some such fairy tale. I also listened to him play for a while before getting back to my meeting.
Steve here. That guy is great! Perfect idea for a trumpet. He's always standing on a bench/podium in the northwest corner of Union Square. His sound really projects; you can hear him from inside the 2-Muni bus that rides on Post.