If you play jazz you

can take a breezy name like

Urbie or Ella and title pieces

with talk of percussion's

spaced beats and woodwind's

shady nature, then usher in

the do-wrong do-wrong

of a cheating lover. You can

address with offhand ease

the don't cry spills

of life on the street.

Big things that come straight

in the slur and faint of a sax -

coaxed to life from nonchalance.

Ice it all off with a vamp's

slow voice conjuring

implicit innuendos