My buddy Charley and I popped over to Barbes last night and sat nearly on top of two superb guitarists in a duo setting of jazz, rag, and pop classics. As a duo, Adam Levy and Jim Campilongo were ideally matched; the former an understated quirky explorer of the silence between delicious notes and the latter a straightforward wizard of multi-picked scalar improv. Both have new CD’s out, but also a boatload of catalog, including album credits with the likes of Norah Jones and Cake in addition to their own diverse projects. I am looking forward to following these guys.
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