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Leave a tributeWe shared a strong bond through music and I remember a time when we were so in sync with each other that we would jam and we would go through chord changes, progressions, and riffs almost telepathically without written music. I was so happy that he was pursuing his music talents in full force after I could no longer commit and in the last few years we didn't spend as much time together. I always thought that maybe there would be a time again in the future were we would collaborate again like on my solo albums when i needed an amazing guitar part. I have so many recordings with him and I remember how we would record as much as we could then we would drive around and listen to what we created. First in the immortal white Cadillac, then the Firebird convertible, then his pride BMW, then later in his red Lexus. Sometimes he called that Cadillac 'White Lightning”, other times it was “Pegasus”.
All music aside, Klement was a guy you could be yourself around, say anything, and there was almost nothing he wasn't able to talk about. He loved sports and baseball and I remember when he got to see one of the last games in Yankee stadium and he told me all about the experience. We used to talk about going to Detroit and seeing the old Tigers stadium before it was all gone.
He loved movies. I think he was the only one I knew 20 years ago that had Super Channel. He exposed me to so many directors and art films and great things I never would have discovered on my own. When he got into retro gaming we would talk and share about our latest purchases and what progress we made in some of those old Nintendo and Genesis games that were impossible to beat. I remember when the flood hit in 2013 and he stayed at my place and we would drive to work together and I thought this was great, but I never thought things would end like this.
I could keep going on and on, just like I am sure all of you would as well with all of your own memories and stories you all shared with Klement. He was a one of kind special person who would light up a room every time he entered. He knew how to talk, how to listen, and how to tell you advice you didn't want to hear. He knew how to make you a better person and it was an honor to have met him. I miss you so much man.
You will always be remembered and we will meet again.
Beyond the jamming I will miss you immensely as a friend. The dumb ass conversations, hanging out, drinking Peroni’s til dawn, the crazy political rants and your insane twisted sense of humour. Every single time was memorable. You were completely one of a kind.
Nearly everytime we jammed out or played an open mic someone would come up to me and ask “Who’s the guy with blue guitar” ?
They said you have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.
The man replied “Things as they are
Are changed upon the blue guitar”
‘I do my best to tell it true,
A thing ecxeeding hard to do.
My eye is on a distant star”
They said you have a blue guitar.
“I have” the man replied, ‘it’s true,
The instrument I strum is blue,
I strum my joy, I strum my pain,
I strum the sun, I strum the rain.
But tell me What is it to you?
“You see things as you think they are.
Remove the mote from in your ear,
then talk to me of what you hear”.
They said “You do not play things as they are,
Start again and play it straight,
Don’t improvise, prevaricate.
Just play things as they really”
The man replied “Things as they are,
Are not the same as things that were
Or will be in another year.
The literal is rarely true, for truth is old and truth is new,
And faceted - a metaphor for something higher then we are.
I play the truth of Everyman
I play the truth as best I can.
The things I play are better far,
When changed upon the blue guitar.
Excerpted from “The Blue Guitar” by Wallace Stevens
Rest well and go easy my friend. I’ll see you on the other side.
Since hearing of your passing, my mind has been on constant replay with fond memories of you. From first working with you at Chrysler Financial all those years ago, and from our friendship that followed.
You were so loved and cherished. Rest In Peace.
InfinitiLive would like to pay tribute to a very special friend, and accomplished musician Klement Danda.
Klement joined Infinitilive and performed with us for almost two years. He quickly became the staple performer that propelled our music to heights we never dreamt.
Our fans enjoyed his warm guitar "licks" and smiles. His dance movements lit up the room with guitar in hand as we hailed him "Shredder".
Klement you are dearly missed.
InfinitiLive.ca
It 's been many years since I visited with you and Ronnie in Calgary in your father's house but we both still have many fond memories of you your sister Michelle and your mom Mercy. We have been living far from all of you and could not be as close as when you were small growing up in Toronto. You left us too soon and we will miss you. God bless your soul. Your aunt Daniela
I am deeply saddened and devastated to hear of your passing and leaving this world far too soon. Being so far apart from one another and not having been able to see you or your family for years, I enjoyed keeping in touch with our conversations on messenger. Endless discussions about the Leafs, Habs, Flames, Oilers, Raptors, Bluejays. Movies and politics. Sharing good tunes and having a friend. I was looking forward to a reunion soon so you could have met your nephews and they could have met their real rock star Uncle. I will always remember growing up and spending our summer vacations on Hawkwood. We would play guitar, piano enjoy your dads BBQ Chicken Thighs and goulash. He always made us a dozen eggs for breakfast and at least as many veal sausages. You loved to eat and play the piano without pants on. Even then you were so talented musically and inspired me to try and keep up with you. You will forever be in my heart and memory and I’m sorry we grew so far apart. You loved Calgary and moved mountains with your guitar. Life is too short. Rest In Peace. You will be forever missed.
Here’s to you finding a place with an endless stage where the show never ends. xo
To one of the sweetest, kindest, talented, happiest, classiest, handsomest, guy I knew. You were always nice to everyone and everytime you came to a music jam everyone was sooooo happy to see you, you always brought it up a notch or two. You will be sooooo missed by us all. You are gone too soon. You always talked about your Mom & sister, nieces, nephews. Rest in peace and Heaven is a much better for your presence. <3 Miss you soooo much dear friend.
You have a way of making everyone better just being around you. Your talents were nothing short of amazing! I pray you find peace my friend.
Wherever you are now I know you are rockin’ a Les Paul and pumping G’n’R with a Heineken in your hand!
I’ll see you on the other side my friend.
Your Friend,
Martin Schubert
I know you're still rocking on up there.
Rest in peace my friend. I love you more than you will ever know and I am so sorry you are gone.
Angy and Phil love you Buddy.
I cannot believe you are really gone forever. I pray that you are at peace . If love could have saved you . You would have lived forever because you were loved by many.
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We shared a strong bond through music and I remember a time when we were so in sync with each other that we would jam and we would go through chord changes, progressions, and riffs almost telepathically without written music. I was so happy that he was pursuing his music talents in full force after I could no longer commit and in the last few years we didn't spend as much time together. I always thought that maybe there would be a time again in the future were we would collaborate again like on my solo albums when i needed an amazing guitar part. I have so many recordings with him and I remember how we would record as much as we could then we would drive around and listen to what we created. First in the immortal white Cadillac, then the Firebird convertible, then his pride BMW, then later in his red Lexus. Sometimes he called that Cadillac 'White Lightning”, other times it was “Pegasus”.
All music aside, Klement was a guy you could be yourself around, say anything, and there was almost nothing he wasn't able to talk about. He loved sports and baseball and I remember when he got to see one of the last games in Yankee stadium and he told me all about the experience. We used to talk about going to Detroit and seeing the old Tigers stadium before it was all gone.
He loved movies. I think he was the only one I knew 20 years ago that had Super Channel. He exposed me to so many directors and art films and great things I never would have discovered on my own. When he got into retro gaming we would talk and share about our latest purchases and what progress we made in some of those old Nintendo and Genesis games that were impossible to beat. I remember when the flood hit in 2013 and he stayed at my place and we would drive to work together and I thought this was great, but I never thought things would end like this.
I could keep going on and on, just like I am sure all of you would as well with all of your own memories and stories you all shared with Klement. He was a one of kind special person who would light up a room every time he entered. He knew how to talk, how to listen, and how to tell you advice you didn't want to hear. He knew how to make you a better person and it was an honor to have met him. I miss you so much man.
We Miss You Dearly
Klement, I cannot begin to express how sad I am that you have left us. You were, and are, so loved by the kids, by your mom, by your sister, and by all of your friends. I'll miss eating too much with you at Christmas. The kids will miss being with you - playing video games, watching you play guitar, and just hanging out with their Uncle. Who is going to tune my guitar now? I certainly can't.
It really hurts.
I also want to say thank you to all of Klem's friends and family for the love and support. Please be patient with us while we make final arrangements.