Jazz Man Wanted -- Adults Only

This is one of the books I got this weekend, for a quarter:



One More Time! by Casey Scott, A Tower Book, copyright, 1965.

From the cover:

A soaring, powerful new novel -- charged with all the driving urgency and go-go excitement of the jazz world.

On the back:

Duet

He was the boy with the golden horn, living and loving like he played, straight from the hear, with all the soaring joy and big-beat intensity that was in him.

She was the go-go girl with the honeysweet eyes and a taste for excitement, wthe kind that came from riding high on a free-wheeling merry-go-round of emotion.

They made the scene togethr, in the dusk-til-dawn world of blue lights and blue notes, climbing the scale of passion and reaching for a high note that wasn't there.

First printing anywhere.

The title of this post is the tagline on the first page, which also reads:

That was Cal Lewis, who poured his life into his glittering soprano sax. He gave up asking why, because he found out long ago that the why was in the music.

But one day he looked over the bell of his horn and he saw Wynne. She wasn't real and she dragged him down to the bottom. THIS IS CAL'S STORY...