The Sexy Smooth Jazz Sounds of Jeff Lofton

It was July 6th, and in Austin that means the second last day of celebrating the fourth of July holiday. It was a rare day in my life as I chose to go out by myself, I am usually in the company of delightful, attractive, and or interesting people. I decided to attend a performance of my friend, Jeff Lofton, before his big show (July 13th, more on that later) and enjoy some fine Courvoisier Cognac at The Jonny Feelgood Venue of Choice for 2013, Brass House. Brass House won the award I give to a special venue that offers the best customer service, the best atmosphere, meticulously clean facilities, and great entertainment consistently when I stumbled upon them earlier this year when they first opened in February. I can go on and on about how awesome that place is but this piece is about the entertainment experience specifically. 
Instead of taking my usual over-sized semi-circle bossmode booth seat, I had to have front row seats to get the full Jeff Lofton Quartet experience. It's straight up transcendent. Something earlier that day put me in a kind of off mood, (I know, I know, I just wrote about what one can do to be happy all the time, I guess I forgot to mention that sometimes you still have real life shit that you've gotta sort through. Plus I think I didn't eat enough that day and because I have a ridiculously fast metabolism, if I don't consume 5000 calories a day, I get a little bit agitated.) but I knew the sounds he can make with that trumpet of his can really take me places. So on a torn off receipt and with a pen, I wrote in free thought style how it feels to hear his music. Not to say it's just him performing, the promise of the entire quartet is a sure bet to get lifted from any depths of spirit. Here is what I came up with:

In my mind, i'm cruising in a classic ride from times past and the wind is gentle with a purr through my windows, the sun is warm and kind feeding the world with its genuine love, my heart is the open skies that never end and i'm daydreaming of my lover and time I long to spend. To my left is the ocean of my ego, to my right is are high standing cliffs that are my fears and doubts that run beside me, behind me are people and places that I yearn to but cannot forget and just beyond the dash is open ended possibility calling me, urging me, beckoning me, to drive faster and faster still, with my hands off the wheel, outstretched towards the windows, as I fly off into the wilderness of the universe.

Now you wont be able to find the magical receipt paper I wrote this on because i'm giving to Jeff next time I see him. Sorry. I know how much you wanted it.

This coming Saturday at the Scottish Rite Theater, Jeff's quartet will be performing a Miles Davis tribute and if you want to feel, really feel what great music sounds like, I highly recommend attending. 

Here is the Facebook event invite >Click Here<

Or you buy tickets through Jeff's website >Click here<

Here is his epic poster ad for it>

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Shout out to Dean, his amazing wife, for all her hard work to make this world a better place by doing her damnedest to make things that are going on in our community brought to people's attention. She has a blog too, you can see it here >Dean's Blog<

As usual, tomorrow is a new day, and even though my car got towed from my friends apartment complex when we were having dinner and it cost me $193 to get it out (towing is stealing, i don't care what anyone says), i'm going to make the most of every new moment the sun shines down upon me, because life is awesome and i'm livin' it!