Don’t buy one and carry it around in your purse during the humid and hot summer so you can give it to your daughter, who introduced you to the band. Seriously, it will not end well; trust me on this.
Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, for all your hot jazz needs and swingaroo goodness. SWING, YOU DOGS!
As you may or may not know, jazz great Dave Brubeck passed from us this month. That led me to replay, as I often do, the first record I ever owned. When I was just a wee little MomGoth, my mother bought me DAVE DIGS…