In 2012, as James Morrison was collecting his trumpet from the baggage carousel at Cairns airport, a fan approached to ask where he was playing. ‘Yarrabah,’ the jazz musician replied, referring to the Aboriginal outpost an hour’s drive from the city. The man shook his head, disbelieving. No, he said, you wouldn’t be going to Yarrabah.
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