My little sister wants to be a famous saxophone player. She is twenty-two and has loved jazz music since she was about six years old. She is something of an anomaly in our family as we have no idea where she first developed her love for jazz or actually how she was even exposed to it. However it happened, it did, and she started playing the saxophone when she was eight and has never looked back. So, last summer when she asked me to go with her to Austin, Texas I wasn’t surprised. She decided she needed to move from our small farming community in Kansas and for obvious reason, well to me anyway, Austin was one of her to choices.
And it sounded like a great trip to me, so I absolutely said yes and even paid for one of our night’s stay in an austin luxury hotel as my contribution to her effort. She appreciated this as she’s a broke musician and I’m a relatively stable financial planner. Insert a slight laughter there. Anyway, much as I expected we had a great time in Austin. She wanted to check out some of the local clubs that featured life music while we were there and that was great with me.
We actually encountered some really cool clubs and the musicians were all really good. I was kind of surprised, they all seemed like they could be professionals. Casey, my sister, told me that was just the way it is in Austin. I could definitely see her attraction. One of the places we went to was on Congress Ave. It’s called the Elephant Room . We got there early, in time for happy hour and then stayed for the music. This would be a great place for my sister to perform as I think they’re predominantly a jazz club. I could definitely see her on the stage.