AKMA has a story about an accordion busker he saw while on the Paris Metro. Apparently, he wasn’t very good, but decided to give him some change in honour of me. Thanks, AKMA!
By the way, my first attempts at the accordion were horrible. I played for a little while at home, but it didn’t really click for me until Accordion Saturday, May 1st 1999. Maybe the Parisian accordion player has yet to have that moment.