Different

An old friend asked me to play trombone with his band for a wedding this weekend. Thing is, I've pretty much only played trad jazz and brass band on trombone. The band has been described to me variously as folk/punk/klezmery. I started to beg off, saying thanks, but I don't know your music, and was ready to reccomend a couple of sax players, but he suggested I come by a rehersal and give it a try. At K-Doe's Mother In Law Lounge a portion of the band and I learned two Ernie K-Doe R&B tunes that had been requested. Mr. P. must be The World's Nicest Bandleader, keeping up a patter that was 99% enthusiastic praise for whatever we did with gentle suggestions nudging us to make our inherent fabulousness even better. Yes, this somehow seems to work and we wound up sounding like something. They then went over two of the band's original tunes for me-- since they're not on the band's cd, which has 10 more originals. "We're not going to be playing #2 at the gig" I'm informed upon being presented with a copy of the cd to learn the tunes from.

It's a fun band, and this should be and adventure.