We went back to the Miles Davis exhibit to hear a live band cover some of his hits. Chuck knew the sax player and said he was definitely the best sax player in Montreal, but wasn't a fan of the trumpet player, so we stayed for 2 sets and then left.
After leaving the exhibit, we decided that after dinner we were going to hear the advanced improv teacher's combo play at Diese Onze. Little did I know, this was the jazz club that we went to earlier in the trip that I could never find again because the sign was so well hidden, as well as being a pretty good walk from the dorm.
We got a little lost (and by a little I mean we were like 15 blocks in the wrong direction) after getting an already late start, so needless to say we missed the first set. We got a few pitchers and settled in for the night. Somehow, the pitchers magically emptied and when Alex came over to thank us for coming, he insisted on refilling them.
After the sets were over, we talked to some of the musicians. We met the guys in the combo as well as some musicians we'd heard at other jazz clubs and some of the group got phone numbers to arrange for lessons. Naturally, there were no singers. Quelle surprise.
After our long walk home, the girls bonded and told secrets and the boys separated and somehow managed to witness a very violent arrest of some troublemakers.
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