Ol Fashioned

We completed the first of our tour in Washington state!  It was a blast!  So many supporters came out and showed us love!

Here’s the thing.  It wasn’t advertised.  We purposely did this.  The only way the supporters and fans heard of the upcoming tour was either by visiting this website or hearing it from a friend or family member.  It worked because there was well over 50 attendees!

Word of mouth.  The old fashioned way of doing business.  Our experience shows that this still works.  Of course, it’s better to post and tweet and Facebook online.  BUT we enjoy doing things the old fashioned way.

It makes me think of the old days.  People did this back then and still were successful.  Forget what you heard!

The key to doing this is to tell people ahead of time.  We started broadcasting this about a few months prior to the tour taking off and starting.  A few of us used those printed out ads.  Those work more in coffee shops and little cute stores.

With the turnout of our show by doing only this, imagine how many people would have gone had we posted on a social media site.

After the show, a few attendees asked about our history and how we came to be as musicians.  Because so many were curious, we decided to stay on the stage an extra 10 minutes or so and give a brief history.

Afterwards, cheers went up like a crowded football game!  The talk of the city, we were!

Once we got to our hotel room, all we did was talk about it ALL NIGHT LONG.  We should have been dog tired from all of the excitement, but that didn’t tire us at all.

When will we be on the road again?  In two weeks! That’s going to take some preps and last minute decision makings to do.  House of Blues, anyone?  Cali-bound!

 

Always do it BIG

I am struggling right now.  It seems as though the entire US is covered in coldness.  Yes, covered in coldness.  I tried entertaining myself and others with a little bit of the music playing skills I do own, but it was not working.

All we could do is…shiver our tails off.  You haven’t seen cold until you’re up here.  Sometimes I can be as cold as ice.  But no, this temperature beats me!  Seriously…

This is our status: we would like to go on tour to a few cities in Washington state.  But this cold weather is hindering our process.  I often time check the weather channel, but the weather changes around here like i change my underwear.

Whatever. We’ll still try to make it out there.  This is something we all enjoy.  Playing music.  There’s nothing like the sharp sound of a trumpet and bulkiness tuba noise.  Hopefully bulkiness made sense in that sentence. Er..you get my drift anyway!

*5 minutes later*

My bad.  I was distracted by Facebook.  You’ll have to excuse me.  I’m always distracted by these different social media sites.  I made it a habit to click off of the pages, but I end up going back to it.  Bear with me.

Back to my potential touring.  We first would like to start by playing at a couple of spots in Seattle.  This will be our opportunity to be seen or at least noticed by someone important.  You know.  Someone that can give us the “hook up”.  I don’t think any of us would mind auditioning or recording a demo tape.  Which reminds me, we should hop on that anyway.

Perhaps a few jazz clubs will allow us to do a short show for 20 to 30 minutes.  Not looking for anything long and drawn out.  Not now anyway…

After hitting Washington, California is the next step.  Hell, it should have been the first choice!  But adventurous, we are!

Until then guys…enjoy your week and stay put for another entry coming your way soon!

M

 

Beautiful Days

Every day is a new day of opportunities.  I call this beautiful.  Yep.  Beautiful.  Because each day is, well, new.

Have you ever woke up one morning feeling grumpy because of work?  Uh huh, me too.

You know what I did after that? Sucked it up and went about my day.  The only thing I looked forward to was clocking out of work and running home to play my instrument.

Now that’s what I call beautiful.  The glossy silver trumpet.  Definite stress reliever from the daily hassles of work.

I bet you’re thinking what does that have to do with ‘beautiful days’?  It has a lot to do with it.  See, you decide the outcome of the day.  Only you and no one else.

Thinking about bands take me to my happy place.  And it’s quite awesome there.  It would be even better if I just say forget this day job crap and just play music full time.

With that, I think about the expenses I have and why I can’t afford to do it right now.  Maybe one day.  But this month my dog had to visit the vet for an expensive operation.  There goes my freedom money…

All in all, it’s still a good, beautiful day!  Me and the other band members are hoping to go full time within the next six months some time.  That’s very exciting and scary at the same time.  We play good enough.  We just have to be cautious about costs.  Can you say ‘budget’?

Budgets aren’t bad.  In fact, everyone should live by one.  Doing that will keep expenses afloat and hopefully we can eliminate some unnecessary expenses and liabilities.  Maybe I’ll have enough money saved up to rent a limo.  Why do I need to rent limousines?  To have fun!  I would like to pull up at a movie theater like I’m freakin’ Brad Pitt.  No doubt.  Beautiful times.

Thanks for listening to me talk about the beauties of the days.  Stay tuned for more adventures of the cruisin’ trumpeteer.

The Itch You Can’t Scratch

Catchy headline, huh?  I bet you’re thinking what could he possibly be talking about?  Simple:  an itch that cannot be scratched.  Now whatever it is, I’ll leave it up to you.

I just bought a brand spankin’ new shiny silver trumpet.  For the longest time, I didn’t know those came in the silver color.  Always thought the gold trumpets were IT.  Luckily, that’s not the case.

Too bad I suck at playing it.  But I have to start somewhere, right?  My reasoning for even purchasing a trumpet is so I can serenade the ladies with my classic tunes.  And eventually be asked to join a small band for gigs around town.  You know.  I’m a band nerd.  Kind of.  Sort of.

I want to stop someone in their tracks.  Even as they’re climbing out of a stretch SUV.  Yeah!  Who doesn’t want to be greeted by a brass player while getting out of a limo?  I bet any amount of money the ladies would go CRAZY if I did it.

Stretch limousine interior

That’s not important though.  I just want to scratch the itch.  It’s killing me.  But you know what I want to kill right now?  A hamburger!  A nice THICK juicy burger from someone’s home BBQ pit!  How does that sound?  Yep, I bet you’re thinking what does THAT have to do with playing  a trumpet?!

It’s simple.  If I eat a good meal, I’ll become a better jazz player.  There.  That itch has been scratched now!

A good time limit to give myself to learn how to play this jazzy instrument is about 90 days.  In 90 days I will have learned how to play the scales including the chromatic scale.  That’s important.  Bands are in my future.  Can you see it too?

These posts will also contain updates on my new, exciting adventure.  Case of the trumpeteer. :)

Keep on a look out!

Bands Unite!

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