Tomorrow’s Jazz Library is my personal tribute to wonderful Chicagoan saxophonist Fred Anderson, who died in the summer. I made the trek to the old Velvet Lounge, which has to be one of the greatest jazz clubs ever, seedy, run down, in the middle of a redevelopment area and yet full of amazing atmosphere. The bar seemed to be a relic from the repeal of prohibition and Fred presided over it all, most successfully when he stepped out from behind the bar and played his heart out on the tiny stage with all 75 members of the audience crammed into the restricted space.
