Photo by myself at the Union Square subway station.
'The Saw Lady' played the musical saw Friday afternoon, stopping some people in their tracks. 'New York, New York' was a crowd favorite, for obvious reasons.
A wood saw is basically 'played' with a cello bow. Higher notes are made by bending the saw more tightly. The saw sounds like a more wobbly, ghostly version of a cello, and of course, can only play one note at a time.
I've seen the The Saw Lady on numerous occasions. This time, she was wearing fingerless gloves, and looked like she was thoroughly enjoying herself.
Edit: I received a lovely thank-you note from The Saw Lady. My photo is posted on her blog, here.
Back to our mouse problem, which I first described here.
The situation escalated when I heard the little creatures munching through our kitchen cabinets, late one night. Then I heard them talking to each other. High-pitched squeaking, probably discussing how the cabinets tasted, or that with a bit more munching, they'd reach the coveted trash bin.
A coworker who had mouse problems last year swore by a battery-powered trap that basically electrocutes the poor things. The mice are lured in by peanut butter, until they stand on a metal plate, otherwise called a mouse zapper.
I had my doubts. No longer. The first night I woke up and saw the light flashing on the trap, which meant that it was not empty. Opening it up, I found two tiny mice, zapped to a humane death!
Related posts: Live Music, Union Square, Pulling Strings on the Subway Platform and On Music and Elephants Underground.