“We need a dance floor for this one,” I whispered to Kelly. She nodded. Her husband Chris, who plays the flute, was in the middle of a recital that featured, among other things, a set of Gershwin tunes arranged for flute and piano. The song was “Liza.”
Standards from The Great American Songbook have felt import…
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