After a phenomenal show of guitartuosity from John Abercrombie, Mike Stern
and John Scofield in a 1-2-3 punch at the mainstage, I made my way over to
the Rex and for the first time ever I did not get waved in by the manager
but was expected to pay my $15 like everybody else. OK, maybe I had a slight
sense of entitlement after all these years of promoting that club in the
jazz and blues newsletters I produce...and they've always welcomed me (even
though they do not honour any jazz festival passes - all access, media or
otherwise). Well, maybe it's because of their war with my other client, the
Toronto Musicians Association. Boo hoo, I didn't get to see DMBQ