What could you do in the back of a cab?

Could the Black Cab Sessions happen in New York? I do wonder. There’s just something very unforgiving about yellow cab drivers and the roads in Manhattan. Of course that’s not to say cabbies’ lives aren’t hell; also, a little friendly conversation often opens them right up. But nevertheless, what with cab-vision blaring, horns going off, and the third-world-like road conditions, could anything approximating this gloriously peaceful session happen?

I especially like the little snippets of smiley, friendly cab driver action prefacing each session that reveal just the type of city London is.

“We always hail the taxi straight off the street which means the cabbies know nothing about the sessions until about five minutes before we start. Once we’ve pulled them over, we talk them through the slightly weird premise and explain how it’ll all work. And right then, just as we’ve done that bit, there is always the moment. It’s the moment when the cabbie pauses, ever so briefly, just for a beat, before giving us the verdict. Does he think we’re complete jokers? Sometimes. But on the whole the london cab driver is a fine breed indeed. By and large they are game, up for it and just terrific sports.”

I wonder what we are missing here.

Black Cab Sessions via VSL