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American music has long had a tradition of piano players who can pound the keys as if they were dangerous -- or caress the ivories as if they were made of finest crystal; a tradition of female vocalists who can shout and growl one minute -- move souls with passionate ballads the next; a tradition of reed-abusing, hot-honking, bar-walking tenor saxophone players. American music has not, however, witnessed a confluence of those particul… MORE