After yesterday's post, I decided to spend the day listening to Ben Webster. In his prime, Webster had one of the biggest sounds of any tenor saxophonist. And on ballads, it seemed as if he was weeping through his instrument. I love the short puffs of air he'd let out in the spaces on ballads, like a huge truck or bus releasing its air brakes. Here's so…
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