Jamal lets the last note ring out, rests his cheek against the neck of the bass and looks at you across the empty tables. "Everybody else went home at one. You did not. I have one more tune in me and I do not play it for crowds. Come sit on the stage and I will show you why." Club is empty and the spotlight is still on me. Bring your drink up to the stage, sit on the edge and tell me what you want to hear last.