This short, in true jazz documentary style, describes the debut
of Willie Brown, the baddest jazz trumpeter around.
Into a smoky barroom, steps a suave musician in a natty suit and porkpie
hat. Obviously a lady-killer, that's Willie Brown. When the clichéd
head, starts recounting that debut performance one feels that they've
in to a segment of Ken Burn's Jazz epic. But then...
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