I think the sax players of the 50s had the best balance.
This Donnie Elbert classic embodies that. Listen to the way the sax luxuriates at 1:35:
The innocence of these teens is quite a contrast from the dirtiness of the sax:
Sil Austin and His Orchestra do a sultry Summertime:
I’ve wanted to go to Prague since I was 12 years old because of this song. INXS was the first band I went to see live. I had, in fact, a red-and-white Kick tour shirt that I wore with red shorts and a red headband. My hair was long and I had a light perm that made me think I was Michael Hutchence’s soul twin. The way Kirk Pengilly wails on the sax at 2:40 after a slight taunting delay is delicious. There’s a YouTube user who puts it like this: “That sax solo makes the paint on my walls melt.” You mean the skin on your loins?
George’s feet had got good rhythm. ❤
That’s 5, but I could go on forever.
Here are a couple more:
What am I forgetting? Let me know in the comments.