Ya Never Know
I’ve had the honor of being an adjudicator at many high school and university jazz festivals over the years. These exciting events gather jazz artists to evaluate and give commentary to young bands who enter the festival to compete and/or to receive constructive criticism. It’s a wonderful opportunity for jazz pedagogues of all stripes to hobnob, hang, and otherwise bask in the inspirational joy of young talent.
But sometimes, it turns out to be a chance for said jazz heroes to encounter some hilariously ill-equipped ensembles that really are out of their depth. And quite often, these judges are treated to an over-the-top and highly unexpected young virtuoso that leaves a lasting impression…
