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February 6th, 2007The jazz critic
Anyone who cares about jazz honors the name of Whitney Balliett. Anyone who cares about fine prose should honor him even more. No one — no one — has written better about the music than Balliett did for half a century in The New Yorker. He was the poet laureate of jazz, a nonpareil stylist whose writing was clipped yet …
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