At Detroit's third annual Festival of American Music, the beat was strictly jazz, and the performers were pure cream: Dave Brubeck and Count Basie on the ivories, Pete Fountain on the clarinet, Jack Brokensha on the vibes, and Cannonball Adderley, the meanest alto sax this side of Basin Street. The cats in the crowd yowled for all of them. But they also cheered for a bulky banjo player, clad in a cleric's cassock, who sat in the midst of a stripe-blazered combo and lined out Bill Bailey and Paddlin' Madeleine Home with minstrel...
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