Arturo Sandoval brings a carefree elegance to the Folly on Friday night

Arturo Sandoval Quartet

The Folly

Bending backward with the force of his playing, Arturo Sandoval looked like he was trying to force his entire body through the trumpet. His face was red; his eyes were squinted shut; and the notes coming from his shining brass instrument pushed just a smidgen beyond piercing.

“The trumpet is pain,” he said to the audience, between laughing and scolding his instrument beside him.