Wayne Viar was the percussionist on this gig (equally bored with the concept). I worked on playing rhythm changes on alto, jazz articulation (lightly tonguing the offbeats) on flute, and generally trying to play fast lines on both instruments. I also photobombed a couple of shots, but if you're going to pose in front of the band like you're at the zoo, I'm gonna be the animal.
Later in the evening, I think I recognized a local musician (well...jazz vocalist), and it made me regret everything I'd played for the previous ninety minutes. I tried to a few Charlie Parker tunes and stay in the same key as the DJ.
The best part of the night was watching the aerialists dangle high above the marble floor. I bet the bartenders were really excited about the possibility of being killed by a falling body. How do they do that?
