I went and saw a jazz duo, a trombone player/vocalist and a pianist at Nietzsches. Awesome. The man who played trombone and sang had such a warm voice. I wrote down a few of the standards he did to try next semester, Moonglow and Sunny Side of the Street. When he played trombone it still sounded like he was singing. I love the way music fills a space.
Afterwards, I went up to him and asked if I could play there because the bartender said Mr. Trombone ran booking. He was dope and gave me his information. Good interaction. I’ve been a bit nervous about my jazz ensemble this semester because it’s been a while since I’ve sang jazz and leading the band is out of my comfort zone, but the experience a Nietzsches made me less nervous and more excited. I have to do it either way, might as well boss up. It seems so natural when they do it, I want that skill.
I watched the Bob Dylan movie with my Mom and Georgia. Really really good stuff, I wish it was longer. I left my phone there I think (I hope). I hate how much I misplace things and how scattered my brain is. But Bob Dylan said to be a great artist you have to be kind of a trainwreck, so I guess im getting there in his eyes!
When I came home I wrote a riff that I really like on guitar. I love when writing is easy. For me writing is a series of tension and release. It all gets really built up. My thoughts are muddled, loud and conflicting, and I can’t write anything. Sometimes this happens for hours, days, months. Then, usually something random sparks my creativity. This can be a really lovely night with my friends, a movie, a song, an experience, typically something positive (good for the soul) and then writing is really easy. I don’t think I’m the best writer in the world, and I think there’s a lot of ways I could develop musically to improve my ability to communicate my thoughts, but I do know that I’m always compelled to write, since I was a kid. When I get discouraged I just remember that this is just what my brain wants to do, so I should just go with it.