And so the good old American jazz gathered  its bags and baggage, called Brasilian bossa nova and samba  and they all landed down and they all landed up and they all landed across the sea and across the ocean. In...Europe.
In Barcelona, to be precise. Some wonderful kids were born there, ya know.
As if all jazz and bossa  talent was stolen from the rest of the world and was gifted to them.
And they had a  most wonderful teacher and mentor, at that. Plus, the top names in the field were more than eager to work with them youngsters.
That"s it folks. Sophisticated music said goodbye to the Americas. Hard to believe , eh?
Unbelievable, to be precise.