Nestled outside the Central Park Carousel on a brisk afternoon Cami can be found, singing the familiar tune of “My Favorite Things” from The Sound Of Music. Though her voice reduces the noise of passersby’s conversations to mere footsteps on the Central Park asphalt, the presence of birds in nearby bushes crescendos ever so often, as if they’re responding to the music. 

    Cami is accompanied only by the backing of a recorded instrumental track that is being played through a speaker beside her. Though she stands there in solitude, something about the gentle tone of her voice, the nostalgic familiarity of the carousel, and the friendly acknowledgement from onlooking New Yorkers is comforting and content. 

    Something unique occurs when music fits conveniently into the setting it inhabits. The relationship between space and music is complex but in many instances, we have no trouble acknowledging when they exist in effortless harmony. Cami’s singing is inviting and intimate, a testament to music’s capacity to bring people together, even a city.