rhythm you dig; traditional, soul, flamenco, bossa nova, and, of course, a nice sample of this reviewer’s passion – bebop.
And there was ‘‘the stuff’’, a delightful cache of musical nuttiness which fits right into the puckish personalities of Clark and Barton.
To wit, a tune from their latest CD, The Gentleman Is A Dope, titled My Canary Has Circles Under His Eyes – the woeful tale of a whacked out bird on booze in the Roaring Twenties.
Then a version of Side By Side, when the honeymoon falls apart because the groom starts falling apart: there goes his wig, there goes his leg, and there goes God only knows what else.
Then Clark combines two odd components, composer Borodin’s Polivetsian Dances from which Tin Pan Alley turned a familiar strain into A Stranger In Paradise (a hit for Tony Bennett) and