Topaz brings his shit from NYC by way of Austin. This Texas native at first glance looks more like a rootsy guitar slinger than a sax-man, that is, until you hear him blow.
I stumbled upon this album in 2001 knowing nothing about Topaz or what kind of music he played…I think someone sent the LP to me. But after the first listen, I never looked back. So what does he play? A jazz-funk-fusion bouillabaisse. The guy really stirs the pot. The last time I saw him Live was upstairs at The Funky Butt in New Orleans at the ’04 Jazz Festival. The crowd was a sweatin’ until 4 a.m..