To jazz connoisseurs, lightskinned, leathery Edward ("Kid") Ory, 58, is an authentic old master. His fame flowered in the Bayreuth of jazz, New Orleans in the early 1900s. Ever since, he has been one of the legendary great tailgate trombonists.* A little over a decade ago, thoroughly discouraged by the rising popularity of big-orchestra sweetness ("I figured I couldn't live off jazz"), he dropped out of sight. This week, after more than two years of shuffling up the comeback trail, the Kid and his slippery, sliding trombone were sitting pretty again.
It was...
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