Hours before the clink of champagne flutes ring in another new year, Julia Haile testifies to a seated and sober crowd.
"It's your thing," the petite, chestnut-skinned soul singer calls to the urban-outfitted midtowners in the audience.
It's New Year's Eve at the Czar Bar, a rock-and-roll joint situated near the dark underbelly of the Power &
Light District.
Do what ya wanna do.
By the middle of the song, when the two trumpets and tenor saxophone behind her reach a gyrating, feverish p
