Duel

If I haven't established my love of Jazz enough, that's OK. I really don't want to sound like a wanker. But, picture if you will, walking down some street, when up above you hear a trumpet & a trombone being played out their respective windows, probably on the day of that night's gig, wielded by two masters.

Well if you are ever lucky enough to be walking under the respective hotel windows of Wynton Marsalis & Wycliffe Gordon when they apparently have some time to kill in the afternoon - then you should also be buying lottery tickets.

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