1931, two musicians sit at the bar in a run down speak-easy, the kind filled with more smoke than people. On the stage, a young man sways to the beat of his band and lurches forward with intent at his Saxophone.
Now the two at the bar were no strangers to performance and could cut it with anyone who said they played an instrument. Their interest was peaked and their eyes shifted from the bourbon before them to the sounds around them.
“This kid ain’t bad, takes a bounce on that stage like the best of em” says one to the other.
“Yeah...he’s a real Hepcat”.
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