I’ve been struggling lately to find the suitable adjectives for jazz singers such as Miki Purnell. I used to employ words such as girlish or kittenish or coquettish, and possibly words far more embarrassing than that, to describe voices I consider sexy and alluring in a still somewhat innocent manner. In this day and age, that’s opening up a Pandora’s Box of hurtin’. But there has to be a way to express a voice that sends chills down my spine, a voice [...]