Not since Chet Baker has a male singer been quite so cool at impeccably interpreting the Great American Songbook. He’s eloquent on ballads, can turn pop songs into jazz gems, sings heartache songs in a laconically conversational manner and has a voice that’s at once young and old, tender and tough, warm and inviting as a caress, yet sturdy as a firm handshake, and he plays some mean saxophone, too.
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