This guy stopped playing before I had a chance to grab any audio. He wasn’t singing as such. He was la-la-ing tv & movie tunes.
The A-Team, The Damn Busters, The Red Hand Gang. He was certainly bringing a smile to peoples faces. No home, no clean clothes, but he did have perfect pitch. I remember my Ukrainian Grandad telling me that as he walked across Russia during the great famine, his only valuable possession was his Balalaika. He said “In times of no food.. music sustains you.” He also told me that he’s sure he would have died without music. Perhaps it’s the same for this guy sat with a traffic cone in Carnaby Street.