Not since Venice Beach (pre-kids) or Third Street Promenade (post-kids) have we seen as many good Buskers as we have in the Town Square in Krakow. Wandering the square on our first day we took in accordian duo's, pint-sized girls playing equally pint-sized violins, human statues dressed for the ball, gilded head-to-toe, opera lip syncing artists, and a puppet show featuring an eerily-realistic Michael Jackson and a truly horrifying Celine Dion (Bob thinks that's a redundant statement.) We might have just reduced Krakow to the Lawrence Welk Show -- complete with bubbles!
Bob and I decided to sit down and relax, and see how long it would take the kids to tire of the bubble man. An hour later - just when we were about to call it three licks to the center of a Tootsie-roll pop, the Bubble Man quit, and our kids came tumbling back to us, soapy and happy.
The best break dancers on the square were wearing t-shirts that caught our eye. We told them that Bob used to work at Warner Brothers. They might have understood what we were saying. We got the picture anyway. They're called the Missionaries Of Rhythm. The act has a lot of great moments, but here's a favorite:
Among the many there are always a few that are just so good they make you bring all your equipment to the same corner of the square the next night, in the hope that they'll be there again, and that they'll let you try to capture their magic in a bottle (or an MP3) For us it's the Rzeskow Klezmer Band. Five young guys who seriously rock the Klezmer.