He wears a turban, a white robe, and roller blades. He skates around, playing his guitar with one of those mini-amps hooked onto his belt. He can be seen all over Venice, L.A. and Santa Monica, skating around, playing Hendrix, looking around, not saying much. I bump into him at least once a week. He's got all the makings of a busker, yet he doesn't ask for money.