Dark Roast Coffee Memoirs of a Jazz Musician

Some people say I’m crazy.

Why, you might ask? Well, I don’t have what you’d call a traditional job. I don’t spend hours at the office standing by the water cooler. I don’t sit in traffic during rush hour, either.

No, I do something out of the ordinary – I make music.

Not pop music. I hate the glittery, fluffy stuff you’d hear in a grocery store or waiting room. No corny lyrics about lost love here.

My passion is jazz music. The kind that opens your mind and ignites something inside you.

I’m a jazz musician through and through.

I love what I do, but it’s not easy, that’s for darn sure.

When many people picture musicians, they think they’re all rich and famous. That they sleep on a pile of money every night and drink wine like it’s water. Too funny!

The life of a jazz musician can definitely be fun, but like I said, it comes with problems.

For one thing, I don’t stay in one place for long (I’m what they call a touring musician). I’m constantly on the road, and that means I rarely get to curl up in my own bed. I move from dingy club to dingy club, never really sure if everything will work out.

And food? Crackers, cookies, and tuna fish sandwiches are pretty much my go-to snacks.

But it’s not all bad. I have a morning routine that can’t be beat. Without it, I don’t know how I’d function.

Have you ever tried dark roast coffee? Not the kind you’d find in any old place. I mean something like Jazzy Nights Dark Roast.

I can’t tell you how many times it’s perked me up just before a show. I need all the energy and enthusiasm I can get!

Maybe someday I’ll hit it big and get my own fan club, but for now, it’s just me and my awesome dark roast coffee.

What’s your favorite jazz song? Do you like to listen to music while you drink coffee?  Tell me, I am all ears.