The first time that I remember Jim Sande messing with my head was many years ago at the old Lark Tavern. He was playing with his rock trio of the time, the Executives, and they segued from some Jimmy Buffett song (it might have been “Cheeseburger in Paradise”) directly into a glorious, celebratory rendition of John Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme.”
Obviously, Sande had some big ears.
He went on to play in such other vintage Nippertown rock combos as Hot Lobsters, the all-star Squareone, Signs of Life and Boy in the Buttons.
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