Friday jazz profile: Django Reinhardt, ingenuity and true adversity
 Today, let's step way back into the wayback machine and have ourselves a listen and gander at the great Django Reinhardt.  To the modern American ear, his music might sound particularly anachronistic, but I encourage everyone to listen (and read) widely.  Without Django, there would be no such thing as lead guitar.  Also, his music was really cool. Here's the deal.  Django was a Belgian gypsy, playing guitar at a time before electrification.  Prior to electrification, the only role for a guitar in a band was as a rhythm instrument.  Why?  Volume.  The acoustic guitar just isn't as loud as, say, a horn.  (Or a violin, as played by his partner, Stephane Grappelli.)  Rhythm meant chords, chords, and more chords.  And then tragedy struck.  A caravan fire.  Reinhardt was hurt.  Badly.  Now watch and listen.  In particular, watch Django's left hand. Did you notice something about which fingers moved?  T...
