The problem with the singing cowboy wasn’t that he hadn’t gotten permission (he asked me, after all) but that I wasn’t anticipating it, and I hadn’t gotten enough information to make an informed choice.
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5 minutes and two songs about senoritas later, I pulled some bills out of my wallet and thanked him for playing (he really was good). I turned back to Sarah. Her buffalo burger was cold on her plate, but her temper was white-hot. “Why would you say yes? What on earth made you think that I would want that? Didn’t we both just say we hated having musicians serenade us at the table?” I’d gotten flustered and said yes when I should have said no. I felt really, really dumb.
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I can’t believe it- today marks my 9 years of making a full-time living as a musician. Since I graduated high school, I’ve been supporting myself one way or the other as a musician, and it’s been a wild ride. If you’re looking to switch to doing music full-time, here are 3 first steps I’d recommend taking:
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Last year I played a jazz gig with a drummer. We became friends on Facebook, and he liked tons of photos of me playing rock, pop, and worship gigs throughout the year. A year later we bumped into each other at a show, and he introduced me as “a jazz pianist”.
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