On the phone, Arno Marsh sounds the way he plays. There's a smoothness to his voice, and the cadence of his words swings. Swinging, in general, is a lost art. Those who came up in the '40s and '50s have a real knack for it. When they start blowing, they slip right into the groove, with that two-four junkyard dog chasing after them. [Pictured: Arno Marsh…
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