"I quit drinking, so I can think clear. When you have chop trouble, drinking doesn't help the healing process"
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Hubbard’s line has the blunt practicality of a bandstand rule, not a self-help slogan. “I quit drinking, so I can think clear” isn’t framed as moral redemption; it’s framed as instrument maintenance. The phrasing matters: “think clear” is working-musician grammar, the kind that refuses polish because the point is survival. In jazz, clarity isn’t a vague virtue. It’s time, pitch, breath, choices in the moment. Alcohol dulls exactly the edge the job demands.
Then he gets specific: “chop trouble.” That insider term does heavy lifting. Chops aren’t just skill; they’re body, endurance, tissue, swelling, fatigue. By narrowing the problem to embouchure and recovery, Hubbard sidesteps the romantic myth that suffering fuels genius. The subtext is almost anti-mythical: the horn doesn’t care about your narrative. If your mouth is wrecked, you can’t play. If you can’t play, you can’t work. The line reads like a hard-earned correction to a culture that historically treated drinking (and other excess) as part of the gig, even a badge of authenticity.
Contextually, Hubbard came up in an era when jazz labor was relentless: late nights, travel, pressure to deliver, and a scene where substance use could feel normal, even expected. His logic is unsentimental but quietly radical: discipline isn’t selling out; it’s how you protect the one thing the industry will happily consume. Quitting becomes less a confession than a tactical decision to keep the sound - and the self - intact.
Then he gets specific: “chop trouble.” That insider term does heavy lifting. Chops aren’t just skill; they’re body, endurance, tissue, swelling, fatigue. By narrowing the problem to embouchure and recovery, Hubbard sidesteps the romantic myth that suffering fuels genius. The subtext is almost anti-mythical: the horn doesn’t care about your narrative. If your mouth is wrecked, you can’t play. If you can’t play, you can’t work. The line reads like a hard-earned correction to a culture that historically treated drinking (and other excess) as part of the gig, even a badge of authenticity.
Contextually, Hubbard came up in an era when jazz labor was relentless: late nights, travel, pressure to deliver, and a scene where substance use could feel normal, even expected. His logic is unsentimental but quietly radical: discipline isn’t selling out; it’s how you protect the one thing the industry will happily consume. Quitting becomes less a confession than a tactical decision to keep the sound - and the self - intact.
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