Walking down a NYC street near midnight...
A panhandler calls out from the steps of Bnai Jeshurun: "Brother, can you spare some change?"
We stop and start feeling for some change.
"Melody Maker in Bb", he says. "A lady gave me a Melody Maker in Bb. Would you like to hear it?"
"Sure," we say, handing him a dollar.
He improvises a sad bluesy melody and then takes the dollar.
No, thank you.