Naked in New York City

The seasons are changing. In a small Mission in Capistrano, California, the swallows have returned from their winter migration. Here in New York City, we also have a touchstone to mark the approaching balmy nights. Last week I had my first sighting of The Naked Cowboy in Times Square. True, he lacks the panache of small, delicate birds returning to a Mission, but give me a break. It’s New York. We’ll take what we can get.

The Naked Cowboy is a busker who walks around Times Square wearing just his skivvies with “Naked Cowboy” written on his ass, a cowboy hat and boots. If you stand right in front of him, his guitar covers his shorts and he does, in fact, appear to be naked. He’s been at it for quite some time and has become a Times Square institution.


Some of the locals think he’s just a nut with a gimmick, but I like him. He makes the tourists happy and what’s bad about that? When I pass through Times Square and stumble across his act, I always like to step back and watch the reactions of the crowd. Their faces run the gamut between abject horror and raw lust. The guy is built like a brick shithouse.


There’s a hole cut into the top of his guitar and after he poses for a pic, you’re suppose to drop a few bucks inside. Seems innocent enough to me. My point of all this is that the weather has finally turned a corner. All the cafes have put tables and chairs out on the sidewalks and the new lawn has been planted in Bryant Park. The welcome mat is rolled out, folks.

In New York you can forget,
forget how to sit still.
Tell yourself you will stay in
But it’s down to Alphaville.

You got to put the women and children first
But you’ve got an unquenchable thirst for New York

New York

15 thoughts on “Naked in New York City

  1. Now THERE’S an idea!I’d need to work on the physique though, and get a wig, and a cowboy hat, tighty-whiteys, and a whole truckload of sheer ‘couldn’t giveafuck confidence’! So, back to the gym, again! Well, it’s a start!:¬)

  2. when my theater friends make the trek to NYC they always find him for pics… unfortunately, they are usually from the front, and not the side, so you can’t see those delicious legs. damn. yet another reason to get to the big city!

  3. Daisy: I dare say, you would swoon. His arms are like two big pythons and he’s playing a guitar. Does that sound like your type?MT: Yeah, that guy was a drag. Come back and we’ll find this naked guy.Sid: Another song about New York City tells the truth:I feel the sense of possibilities.I feel the wrench of hard realities.

  4. i can’t remember the last time i was even in times square! i think we somehow always manage to bypass the area – yeah, it’s the downside of living in a tourist town, survival mode always kicks in!

  5. Savannah: You wouldn’t even recognize it. The only thing you have to survive now are the happy crowds. It’s better this way.Leah: You get a BIG GOLD STAR!! Excellent on you! That made my day. Did you know that they’re touring this summer and the gimmick is that they’re playing Moving Pictures in its entirety? That includes this song.

  6. I love people-watching; both performers and watchers alike. I started to ask “but can he play”, but of course it doesn’t matter. I can’t imagine the show gets any better than in NYC! Wish I were there…

  7. This feeds my longing for NY, the city I have not yet met. i have a friend who is living over there, and so I am happy to hear that the weather is turning (she is a mere Aussie who cant quite hack the hardcore winters), and that the naked man is churning out the tunes. Rock on

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