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order anaprox Tracey had the good luck to begin his career in an era of tremendous musical and social ferment. Swing, be-bop, skiffle and rock and roll all jostled for attention, and musicians could slip between them without anyone turning a hair. Jazz still had its roots in popular entertainment, but had the musical resources to soar to the level of art. Which was where Tracey thought it belonged – though he would have thought it the height of pretentiousness to actually say so. He had that instinctive awareness, so rare nowadays, that too much talk about art from its creators is indecent. The web of words gets in the way of the thing itself.