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On his second album, Unveiled, the blurry tone of Marcus Printup’s trumpet is especially effective when he slows the tempo to such a crawl that each utterance of his horn rings with melancholy. The two ballads, “When Forever Is Over,” Printup’s lament for a lost love, and the elegiac “Soulful” are especially poignant, as Printup moans his way through the blues. The funky, post-bop title track and covers of Benny Golson’s “Stablemates,” Miles Davis’ “Dig,” and Wayne Shorter’s “Yes or No” reveal Printup’s place in the respectful pantheon of twentysomething players who aren’t so much concerned with the extension of the jazz form as with the refinement of it. Printup’s music is pure class. At 8 & 10 p.m. at Blues Alley, 1073 Rear Wisconsin Ave. NW. $16. (202) 337-4141. (CP)
T H U R S D A Y
There aren’t too many male pop novelists writing today with a high cool quotient. John Grisham is a
flat-out weenie. Tom Clancy is
nausea incarnate. Michael Crichton is 6-foot-8. Sure, you could say Stephen King is fairly hip, but only because he just might put an ax in your head if you don’t. Still, one guy, despite selling gobs of books and making more money than he needs, has maintained serious cool throughout a career spanning 33 novels. In fact, Elmore Leonard, at the ripe age of 71, keeps getting cooler. His newest thriller, Out of Sight, details the adventures of Karen Sisco, a sexy U.S. Marshal with a short skirt and a shotgun. (Wow. Can you hear my heart breaking?) Once again, Leonard is so anti-formulaic it’s unnerving: Start to feel even an ounce of compassion for a character and there’s a good chance, on the very next page, the poor bastard will be fish bait. Leonard signs copies of Out of Sight from 6:30-8 p.m. at Mysterybooks, 1715 Connecticut Ave. NW. FREE. (202) 483-1600. (SD)