“I’ll Be Seeing You in All the Old Familiar Places”

–A nostalgic look at the jazz scene of yesteryear and questions for the future It was a dark and stormy night … not really; it was actually rather drizzly, but nobody walked through the doors of the old club on Pennsylvania Avenue, The Sphinx Club, without shaking a little drizzle off their hat or wiping down some of the wetness on their sleeves.  | Read more>> Read more