From its very inception, jazz and the devil were thrown into the same basket (like this 1921 article and this 1938 news story).  Well, I’m not a religious person, and quite frankly hell for me would be a world without jazz, but anyway, the imagery linking hot jazz and that world of fire and brimstone is a fairly common one.  The film Cabin in the Sky comes to mind, and I must have seen this little cartoon a hundred times when I was a kid: The Three Little Bops, Looney Tunes 1957:

And along the animated theme, a little more recently, from Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride in 2005:

The photo at the top of the post is Lee Presson & The Nails, because Lee is the first person I could think of who would sing in a jazz club in hell. Enjoy!