Publication: The Rogers Revue Author: Denise A. Date: July 9, 2013 In true professional form, the clock struck 8pm, out came Connick, singing as he walked. He must have been in the wings, watching the seconds’ countdown, as 7,000 people filed into their seats and filled every inch of the lawn at Wolf Trap’s Filene Center. The concert was all over the place, with something for everyone. Jazz, funk, old standards, show tunes, but you could listen to him sing the phone book! His voice is velvety smooth, like melting butter. He has an indescribable tonal quality that is very distinctive, but also lends itself to singing all types of music. What I didn’t know is that besides tickling the ivories (lucky ivories), he plays trumpet and the bongos! He was joined onstage by an orchestra of about twenty-five people, which he conducted the whole time. A special treat was that he brought out his Dad, Harry Connick, Sr. to sing “Bye, Bye, Blackbird”. You can see, or rather hear where Harry Jr. gets his talent from. Click here to read the full article