There is something organic about a human voice paired with a jazz note; a scat with the thump of an upright bass, a tap with a beating drum. There is also something very natural about looking over a river while Brandford Marsalis gears up to astound the locals at Detroit's International Jazz Fest. Well, at least in my world it's normal...
Below, Brandford and the guys are warming up on the main stage...a trio of talented tappers..."flute man" as I call him and a chess player who I hope didn't mind that I was taking his picture...of course I'll never know because he didn't speak English...
No comments:
Post a Comment