IT’S NEW YORK AFTER ALL!

Getz, Bossa Nova, and New York Independent Cinema

WHAT BEGAN AS A CUSTOMARY SUMMER BREAK at Dying Breed, threatened to snowball into that of the Indian variety. But alas, here we are, at the precipice of autumn. It doesn’t get much better than New York in the fall. The sharp chill in the air. Leaves of gold lining the streets like post-parade confetti. The jazz quartets in the park.

Jazz never feels bet…