A tribute album to Dave Brubeck isn’t about emulating Dave. It also isn’t about interpretation. To hit the bull’s eye, you have to capture Dave’s spirit—his broad smile, his post-war optimism and his sophisticated, sunny feel, which is purely emotional. Either you get it or you don’t. Having spent an afternoon on assignment with Dave in 2010 at his house in Connecticut watching the creek that rushed past his home empty into a lake, I totally get it…

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