As a timid fourteen-year-old, I wanted to go busking in town with my ukulele. Ignoring the fact that a ukulele is a terrible busking instrument, I quickly found myself in a swamp of bureaucratic bereavement which only subsided after I gave up on my musical dreams forever. Granted, I was a terrible musician. But what if there was a better way? What if any half-wit with an instrument could get out onto the street and find an adoring or equally hateful audience?
With that rosy picture firmly instilled in your head, let me pitch to you a revolutionary idea which could permanently change the structure of the music industry in this vibrant city: instead of issuing busking licences, the DCC should simply set out busking areas around the city where individuals could freely jam at any time. No more asking local businesses for their permission, no more trivial fees, just an undying tapestry of waxing and waning musical performances that occur sporadically in certain areas of the city.
Picture this: you’re wandering to your 7 o’clock lab feeling pretty shitty about life, until you spot a group of yodellers outside Central Library hollering at the top of their voices. You stop for a moment to watch and are immediately cheered up by watching this vessel of immense shithousery, stoking the fire of inspiration in your own heart. Suddenly a cycle emerges; music gives life to other music and budding artists are given a platform from which to discover their sound. Sure, some won’t progress from this arena, but it's about giving people a chance. This is more than what can be said in the current music climate.
Unfortunately, the current busking establishment within the city is kept under lock and key by a group of maniacal DCC overlords. If you haven’t been scrolling through the DCC website recently (and if you have been, what the fuck?), to become a busker you require a street performing permit which you can get by emailing your details to the correct authorities. The process is an arduous endeavour and still requires you to get permission from local businesses every time you intend to go out for a sesh. I say, it’s time for a change!
If certain areas of the city (like the University, for example) were to become designated busking areas, no permits or nuthin’, the system would be overhauled, giving starving musicians a platform and DCC peacekeepers more time to fight other fires. Not convinced? Let’s look at the potential negatives before we rush into this genius plan. Loud buskers steering weary travellers away from the city is possibly the most pertinent of rebuttals. Sure, this argument has some merit, but the nature of the policy would allow for limitations on which zones buskers could operate in and what times they could perform, allowing patches of peace for those reluctant to have their eardrums harangued.
Now let’s consider the elephant in the room: Dunedin is simply bereft of tenable venues for bands and solo musicians to play in. This restriction of Dunedin venues has been a slow process with many arguing that the recent closure of the esteemed Dog with Two Tails was the nail in the coffin of Dunedin’s vibrant gig culture. While hope still remains in places like The Crown and Pequeño, options are fading fast for a growing plethora of bands looking to find a platform for their sound. While this proposal does nothing to solve the overwhelming issue at hand, it does allow musicians bereft of gigs a veritable glass of water in the desert. A more robust busking tradition would allow for the expression of sound which can’t always be provided by the venues that are up and running. More music encourages band formation and increases the demand for a new venue. While this wouldn’t fix the issue, it’s certainly a few litres of water in what is now a rapidly emptying leaky bucket.
Ultimately, the change would create a more vibrant city - even, dare I say it, a step back to the Dunedin Sound of yesteryear. So, DCC councillors who read Critic (all two of you): get it done. Lives would be changed by the tapestry of sound that could be created with only a minor change to the cogs of our city’s bureaucracy.