Music Is What I Do

It’s rare, when I’m on the road for my 9-to-5 job, that I have much down time. By the time I wake up, find breakfast, get to the convention hall, stand there all day, go back to my hotel to change shirts, go to dinner with the gang, workout, shower, and brush my teeth, I’m already late to get to bed.

This time, I had a two-hour window where I got to run, almost literally, through the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame and Museum in Cleveland, Ohio. Lovely Cleveland.

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I went with two coworkers, and we loved it. All three of us wished we had more time, but such was not our luck. Maybe next time.

I love music. It’s my drug. I don’t need the hard stuff, just music. I have a song for most occasions, and a conversation usually reminds me of a lyric somewhere. When I get to perform, it’s surreal.

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As many of you know – although it’s probably not that many that read this – I play guitar for my wife. There is little I love and enjoy more than playing her music while simultaneously getting to listen to her sing and perform. If you haven’t seen her perform, you should. (In fact, you can watch her live online on March 2 on StageIt.com – just search “Jessie Smith” to reserve your free ticket!)

I try to travel with a guitar as much as possible when I’m on the road. It’s like my security blanket a la Linus from the Peanuts Gang. It makes me feel list I’ve brought a part of home with me.

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Someday I’ll be playing music for a living. I can’t wait for that day, and I hope it comes quickly. I’m doing everything I can do make that day come as quickly as possible.

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I don’t have to ever make it into someone’s Hall of Fame, win an award, sell enough copies to be certified gold, or have a signature guitar. I just want to play. I just want to play for a living. I depend on you to help that happen. I hope you’ll enjoy what I give – I enjoy the giving of it.

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