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Edmonton weekend fun

When the big hand gets to 5 we all get 2 days off.

When the big hand gets to 5 we all get 2 days off.

That clock is slowly ticking toward the weekend. We are so close now.

But wait, do you even know what you’re going to do this weekend?

We’ve mentioned talking about doing things differently at ChangeCamp, enjoying some non-pretentious and award-winning jazz, heading North of Nowhere, and spooking and grossing yourself out at DEDfest.

But there’s more.

First, there’s more on the dead side, with a zombie walk and then a zombie prom at New City.

And on the Hallowe’en side there’s the Scarecrow Festival at Northlands.

There’s a really interesting event happening Saturday night, called a Timeraiser. Basically, you bid on auction items but you’re also bidding with your own volunteer hours. Neat.

Over on Stony Plain Road they’re doing Store Front Cinema.

Also Saturday, Delhi 2 Dublin bring their electronica world beats to the Starlite Room.

You could also look for “A New Perspective” at this photography show.

The Edmonton Model Railroad Association is throwing its doors open to the public this weekend.

The Pilgrims Hospice is holding their annual “Voices for Hospice” benefit concert too.

Hey, Chad VanGaalen is playing the Myer Horowitz Sunday. You needed to know this.

Sunday also sees the Pop Culture Fair over at the Mayfield Inn Trade Centre.

And on Monday, author Hal Niedzviecki is over at the University of Alberta talking about our peep culture.

SO MUCH TO DO!


Jazz 101 with Jerrold Dubyk

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Edmonton Jazz Saxophonist Jerrold Dubyk

When I get Edmonton jazz saxophonist Jerrold Dubyk on the phone,  the first thing he tells me is I’ve caught him recovering from a weekend camping trip with buddies, fraught with, amongst other things “poker and meat”.

“I’m just done,” he laughs. “Done with meat until Christmas”

This surprises me.  When I think of jazz musicians, I think of dudes with pompadours and cravats, smoking pipes, wearing velour jackets…y’know, “Yazz Flute” kind of guys.  Not guys who camp in the Alberta wilderness and consume vast amounts of steak. But this is precisely why I’m so psyched to talk to Jerrold:  I need somebody like this to dumb down jazz for me. (more…)