Les McCann, Compared to What
On the off-chance that you passed by someone in a beret this morning, we hope that you didn’t stop dead in your tracks and start pointing, guffawing, and leaping from one foot to the other making strange nasal intonations that were supposed to sound foreign. Because, doofus, it may not have been a wandering Frenchman. It might simply have been a Jazz enthusiast celebrating another wonderful Tuesday. Above, Les McCann takes us for a political walk.