June 25, 2011
Hello, good morning, and welcome to the Saturday Morning News Post!
Readers, excitement is in the air. You can feel it, I can feel it… it’s the jazz festival season. A special time when for one week out of the year everyone miraculously becomes a jazz fan. Beautiful really. And wherever there’s a jazz festival, Danderfer will be found. And by “wherever”, I mean Vancouver. You can find me this Monday, 5:30 pm, at CBC Radio Studio 1 playing with the ever-exciting Victor Noriega quintet,… should be challenging fun! More info here.
But Danderfer doesn’t live in the past, I don’t even live in the ‘next week.’ No sir, I’m always looking ahead at least 2.5 weeks into the future, trying to figure out what the next big thing will be.
Well folks, here it is,… and it is BIG. My New Orleans Brass Band inspired extravaganza has swelled once again to a grand total of 11 members and JULY 14th is the day we bring our sound to the world. And by “the world” I mean, The Cellar Jazz Club. So book your seats here now because something tells me it’s going to be a busy night YOU WON’T WANT TO MISS!
Have a great week and enjoy some music out there! 
June 19, 2011
Hello, good morning, and welcome to the Saturday Morning News Post!
Yes, yes, I know,… late again. Curses!
Oh well, nothing can get me down this week ’cause you’re looking at the proud owner of a Selmer ’65′ bass clarinet! This model is called the “Privilege”, and it is indeed a privilege to be saddled with debt. Oh yeah, back in my wheel house,… feels exciting! more…
June 11, 2011
Hello, good morning, and welcome to the Saturday Morning News Post!
Readers, this SMNP is gonna be a quickie. Somebody slept in today, and that somebody has 20 minutes to get changed, fix his bike, and book it across town for my friend Marathon’s annual birthday bike ride around the sea wall. Then off to his post-ride axe throwing bonfire party,… ya know.
Anyways, last night I saw some great music by more…
June 4, 2011
Hello, good morning, and welcome to the Saturday Morning News Post!
Readers, going into the studio to record improvised music is an interesting process.
Whereas misplaced notes or awkward phrases will eventually be forgotten in a live performance, in the studio it feels like every mistake is etched in stone in real time. Or at least, that’s how it can feel when things aren’t going so well and you’ve entered the wholly uncomfortable mind-frame of trying not to try. An unfortunate mind-frame I lept into whole hog two weeks ago when I took my trio into the studio to record an album of my original, 1930s inspired songs. more…
