Today's Jazz Playlist

It appears as though there were only three more titles in the series. I remember Blue Note making a bit stink about it when the first three came out, but I guess the uptake by their signed musicians at the time probably was not all that great.

I mean, heck, what a lost opportunity. Kenny G. wailing his way through a Journey album or something... 🤣
 
Fresh off the truck from the Classic Series. Not sure why it took longer than Moanin' , but it's here nonetheless.

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I'd forgotten how much I like this one. Pressing has some scuffs, but is nice and flat and the playback is excellent. One nice change - all the other Classics had plain white paper inner sleeves, that would cling like crazy to the LP and make it hard to handle. I'd been changing these out for MoFi, but this copy of Soul Station has a nice poly lined paper sleeve. Yay.
 
This one is hitting on all cylinders this evening.

John Zorn / The Dreamers

O'o​


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AllMusic Review by Thom Jurek [-]
Essentially, John Zorn's O'o (named for an extinct Hawaiian bird) is a sequel to his brilliant and wonderfully breezy Dreamers set issued in March of 2008. The band is exactly the same: guitarist Marc Ribot, keyboardist Jamie Saft, drummer Joey Baron, bassist Trevor Dunn, percussionist Cyro Baptista, and vibraphonist Kenny Wollesen. Given that this is a thematic musical sequel, it holds the same potential trap as a cinematic one: that the constraints of the first chapter become so stultifying that they end up deeming themselves unnecessary as a seamless footnote to the original. A first listen to Zorn's ease with this meld of sounds-from surf to exotica, from cinema cues to grooving soul-jazz and '60s blues and rock themes -- makes this seem to be so, as well. That said, first impressions are completely deceptive. If anything, this is an intricately sequenced, impeccably performed series of tunes that meld together in a cycle that is seamless yet wildly diverse and more detailed than Dreamers. Careful attention reveals a wealth of musics on display. On the aptly titled "Mysterious Starling," the repetitive theme played by Saft offers diminished minors before the shimmering drums of Baron, the understated atmospherics of Ribot's guitar, and lushness of Wollesen's vibes enter. This is a jazz tune recalling both the precision of Bill Evans and the gentle lyricism of Erroll Garner. Its expansive harmonics are combined with lithe melodic cues; the other instruments accent and embellish what's happening rhythmically and texturally. Elsewhere, on "Little Bittern," it's Ribot who guides the band with his knotty solo work, sharp chord voicings, and effortless glide between blues, surf, and garage rock. Saft's Rhodes and the rhythm section begin playing a slow shuffle, then Ribot's out front tearing it up with jagged, distorted blues bleeding into one another. "Archaeopteryx," sounds like a film noir theme. Ribot plays all bluesy atop Baptista's hand drums and gorgeous percussive colorings, with dissonant background touches from Saft, and minimal arco work from Dunn. The vibes become the constant backdrop on which the entire track turns. There are far lighter modes, too: the sprightly exotic flavors of "Laughing Owl," is where samba and South African township music meet and groove in a beach blanket dance number. "The Zapata Rail," though brief, is a B-3 and vibes duel that becomes a travel suite; the key and tempo change, and everything moves up a few notches, creating a groove intensity that is as tough as it is lush. Ribot eventually blows it up in an explosion of guitar heroics. Ultimately, O'o is not only a worthy successor to Dreamers, it also goes deeper. The band has been together longer, and has gelled as a unit in the studio. The compositions may be tighter but they are also more exploratory, requiring more individuality among the various players. They make this sound easy; it's a testament to their strength. It seems obvious that Zorn had this band in mind when he was composing these pieces; the adventure is in the rich detail work like a fine Polynesian tattoo. O'o is every bit as accessible and fun to listen to as Dreamers is, but in many ways, it's even more satisfying because it feels like a work rather than a collection of tunes. In fact, the only thing more pleasing than listening to this album would be hearing it performed live.
 
Strange that I can remember the beautiful, warm, autumn evening I purchased this recording at Wax Trax in Denver. A stack of used CDs, some books from Tattered Cover Book Store next door, a pizza, an Avery's Belgian Golden Ale, and a very friendly waitress/bartender at the restaurant on the corner are parts of that memory.

One of the things I miss about my job is traveling, and searching to find thing's more interesting to do other than having dinner together at whichever chain restaurant the crowd wanted to frequent that evening.



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Strange that I can remember the beautiful, warm, autumn evening I purchased this recording at Wax Trax in Denver.
What's odd is that I've never had an urge to go on a record crawl on my numerous road trips--probably because I'm taking a break from everything at home, and don't want to disrupt the schedule. Yet I wonder how many things I miss out on. Discogs has made my searching and acquisitions for rarities so much easier, but there are stores who don't list their inventory online at all, and others only have a portion. Makes me wonder what I'm missing out on.

When my youngest and I were in Boulder (if I'm not mistaken), I remember going down half a flight of stairs into a little store that sold used books and records. Once I flipped through about a dozen titles in the first bin, I was done--this place was a tourist trap, and the prices for dirt-common records was probably three times what any other store would charge. It's the type of place you'd find some dollar-bin vinyl copy of Eagles Greatest Hits for $15.
 
Dan Wilson - Vessels Of Wood And Earth
Brother Mister Productions, 24/96 Qobuz via roon, Released 2021
Checking out a new release by guitarist Dan Wilson. If you like George Benson this might be for you. Includes a few vocal tracks with vocalist Joy Brown.

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What's odd is that I've never had an urge to go on a record crawl on my numerous road trips--probably because I'm taking a break from everything at home, and don't want to disrupt the schedule. Yet I wonder how many things I miss out on. Discogs has made my searching and acquisitions for rarities so much easier, but there are stores who don't list their inventory online at all, and others only have a portion. Makes me wonder what I'm missing out on.

When my youngest and I were in Boulder (if I'm not mistaken), I remember going down half a flight of stairs into a little store that sold used books and records. Once I flipped through about a dozen titles in the first bin, I was done--this place was a tourist trap, and the prices for dirt-common records was probably three times what any other store would charge. It's the type of place you'd find some dollar-bin vinyl copy of Eagles Greatest Hits for $15.

In my case, it was a way to get away from the folks I worked with. Typical PT Development Trip was like, breakfast together at 6:00 AM, work until lunchtime, lunch somewhere together, work until 5:30-6:00, then they would want to go to dinner together. Being an introvert, I didn't want to be around anyone in the evenings. Especially as the group never could decide where to have dinner and usually ended up having to wait an hour to get into some chain restaurant.

Wax Trax was a great funky place. One of these joints where you might discover some great new music being played in the store. Just tons and tons of records from every genre, full boxes and stacks of stuff not yet filed. At one time they had an annex across the street and had it divided up like the annex was just jazz or something.

Twist & Shout was a much more modern store, both in what they carried and the way it was laid out. When you walked in it looked pretty commercial but once you got into the vinyl and used CDs areas there was much to be found.

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That is sort of how I remember that place we visited in Chicago - Jazz Record Mart I think. On a small side street almost under the elevated train tracks. I have fond memories of that place. I believe the owner is still running Delmark records
 
In my case, it was a way to get away from the folks I worked with. Typical PT Development Trip was like, breakfast together at 6:00 AM, work until lunchtime, lunch somewhere together, work until 5:30-6:00, then they would want to go to dinner together. Being an introvert, I didn't want to be around anyone in the evenings. Especially as the group never could decide where to have dinner and usually ended up having to wait an hour to get into some chain restaurant.
Heh, yeah, I totally get it--I was done with work by 5pm and didn't really want to see anyone past then (unless the manager requested it, as we were sometimes meeting up with two other branches from Indiana).

That reminds me that on one of my trips west (it had to be the late Sept 2017 road trip), I'd stopped to gas up in Dillon CO and saw a couple of manufacturer plates at the next pump. (They were both white--may have been F250s, possibly F150s, didn't notice the exact model.) I figured they were doing some high-altitude runs in that area.

I'll have to remember to check VinylHub next time I head out there.

 
That is sort of how I remember that place we visited in Chicago - Jazz Record Mart I think. On a small side street almost under the elevated train tracks. I have fond memories of that place. I believe the owner is still running Delmark records

Yep, but for some reason, the waitress that spoke in a frequency unhearable to most adult males is what I remember from that evening. 🦻🦻
 
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