For all those who have a big axe to grind with Brubeck, for all those who claim the band was only successful because they were predominantly white, or played pop-jazz, or catered to the exotica craze, or any of that, you are invited to have all of your preconceptions, tepid arguments, and false impressions hopelessly torn to shreds by the CD debut of one of the great live jazz albums of the 1960s. At Carnegie Hall is a date that showcases all of the finest elements of the storied