alto saxophone, soprano saxophone, flute, clarinet
A man of unparalleled patience (ask him about his clarinet parts) and even greater skill, Vito's disarmingly gorgeous sound often distracts from just how nasty he really is. Angular as all hell but somehow still always singable, he lends his voice to the insistent maybe i am as well as our rarely performed arrangement of Bird's more obscure Big Foot.
(photos courtesy Dana Kotler)
