Evan reports that Joe, the Fenway Trumpeter, has returned to the neighborhood:

... I made my purchase and made my way home down Queensberry Street and I heard it...it's been years. The sound of the blaring trumpet...I looked behind me, and there he was, weaving down the middle of Queensberry Street in the opposite direction, playing notes on his trusty brass instrument, silhouetted against the late afternoon sun. ...

Lyss is there with a camera as Brookline Police try to get Coolidge Corner fixture Brother Nathanael to leave Trader Joe's patrons alone:

Seems his signs and loud praising of Jesus was weirding out the customers. They complained to the staff, who in turn called the authorities. ...

Overheard in Boston:

Chicago? Hah! Here's how windy it was in Copley Square early this evening:

Boston's pantheon of characters, which includes such folks as Mr. Butch and Spare Change Guy, must surely include DJ Nitetrain, the guy on the T who "DJs" to music that sometimes only he can hear:

Evan spotted DJ Nitetrain on the Red Line the other night:

... He was so into his work, counting out beats and throwing in a dance move here and there (remember to consider the music that was playing). He even bid everyone a good weekend as they stepped off the train at each stop. Does anyone know what's up with this guy? ...

Somebody recently posted an ode to him on Craigslist:

... you made my night and most others on that train. youre a good dancer and know how to rock the beats. ...

Eric writes:

... I can't help but cheer him on a little bit. He's having a great time, and that's awesome. Also, as a DJ myself, everything that is doing in the air is something that most of us do when cue-ing up a record for a mix. I think if we saw him on real turntables, he'd know what he's doing, and have some good tracks. He does smell like a bag full of assholes though ...

Way back in 2003, DJ Nitetrain did his miming thing as part of a show at the Milky Way in JP.