It was 1957, I was 16years old, and I had no business being on the bandstand, but there I was sitting in with Russ Freeman on piano and some local jazz musicians at the B/ackhawk in San Francisco's Tenderloin District. TO READ THE FULL STORY: Subscribe NowLOG IN Read this article +get instant access TO 45 YEARS of Modern Drummer issues WITH A DIGITAL SUBSCRIPTION for just $4.99 month with no contract!
