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There’s a young man lives up the road that every night plays his saxophone. Silhouetted behind the curtain, the notes are pleasant enough. While admitting that jazz is not my scene, I’ve always admired the sax solos of the late, great Clarence Clemons of E-Street band fame. Having never met a sax player before, a chance meeting in the street got me acquainted with my neighbour. He told me playing the sax is his job. Continue reading “Zoot tunes”