Paul Taylor

Paul Taylor

There is nothing new about women swooning over pop stars. But breaking into a sweat over a smooth jazz player? Sultry, dreadlocked saxophonist Paul Taylor has the sound that makes them swoon, especially when he breaks out the heavy artillery in concert: “Deeper,” a ballad with an Art of Noise riff and female voice moaning over sweet soprano lines.

Taylor aims for romance again on his third CD, Undercover (Peak/N-Coded), 10 hits of pure sex appeal. No matter that he’s a family man with a nice house in Las Vegas, where he moved after getting a full music scholarship to the University of Nevada, Las Vegas. “Oh, my wife doesn’t mind at all,” he says. “She supports me 100 percent and besides, I don’t take it that far.”