2015 Detroit Jazz Festival, Muggy Monday

The woody plucking of an upright bass. The "ting ting-a-ting" of a ride cymbal. The rhythm that makes your foot tap and head bob. Full force swing. The cheer of the crowd. The knowing "yeah!!" called out by the audience, ┬áin acknowledgement of a soloist quoting a jazz standard. Those are the kind of things... Continue Reading →

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