'Tales From Monographic Oceans': an impromptu journey in a stretch of sea, cutting through the isthmuses of certain discographies (Jimmy Scott 48, 12) 'the Jazz Singer', in this case for the writer 'the GREATEST Jazz singer (of all time)'. That is, 'songs made of the stuff dreams are made of.' There's no need to waste words, simply put: 'Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Little Jimmy Scott.'
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