Im currently sitting in the waiting room at the hospital. 500 Parnassus st. Ive been here since 6. It's amazing when the rest of the city is sleeping, there is so much going on up in this hill here.
For instance, a woman decided she was going to lug her giant Harp from wherever she keeps it. Her attic. Her studio. Her van? She decided to lug this enormous piece of equipment/instrument/machine look alike into the hospital waiting room. The waiting room shared with lots and lots of other people waiting for their loved ones. Some stressed, some tired, some hungry, some annoyed by forms and screaming kids. This is probably one of the oddest things I have seen in a long time. I don't doubt had this instrument been a guitar, or fiddle, or keyboard people wouldn't be as nearly as forgiving. But the Harp is just so much 'out there' it's almost like you would feel bad saying anything. And honestly, the strings are kind of calming. But the whole situation is just strange.
I feel like Im at a wedding, or at church, or on the corner of some 17th century festival. ?
sorry video is upside down.