The man on the stand looks like a portable museum of musical instru ments. Dangling from his neck is a manzello, a quasi saxophone that forgot to grow up, and a stritch, which resembles a dented blunderbuss and hangs well below his knees. The third instrument is more familiar; it is a tenor sax, and stuffed into its bell is a flute. The musician rocks back and forth on his feet as if uncertain how to begin. Then he makes his decision. He puts all three big horns in his mouth at once, and blows like a...
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