Like sidewalk superintendents, jazz fans like to watch and listen to a clicking combo even if they know little about what is actually going on. The least among the initiates can watch a hot lick go sailing from one performer to another like a hot rivet, and appreciate the way it gets deftly caught and driven home before it combo. When such a flurry of faster and faster tosses is completed without disaster, the jazz fan has a tendency to laugh his appreciation out loud.
There is a plenty of appreciative laughter this week at...
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