Reissue with SHM-CD format and new 24bit remastering. Comes with a mini-description. We love Jack Teagarden on Roulette Records – as the label's slightly broken-down, booze-drenched approach was perfect for the late life skills of the trombonist – and maybe a better setting for his talents than anywhere else! This fantastic set has Jack at all the height of those aging powers – playing trombone with a deftness that's way more than the trad modes in which he was schooled, and singing in this heartbreaking voice that's almost even more compelling – trying for blues, and full of pathos in its attempt to reach it – wonderfully human overall. The group features Don Ewell on piano, Don Goldie on trumpet, and Ronnie Greb on drums – and titles include "Big Noise From Winnetka", "When", "Stardust", "Honeysuckle Rose", and "South Rampart Street Parade".
For years, I have known a certain truth– don't sleep on Warren Wolf. the master vibraphonist has snuck up on me one too many times on releases of his own. He rolled through San Antonio three times in 2015 and never failed to impress. His work with Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah's large ensemble is a surprise and not a surprise at the same time. He has maintained a beautiful melodicism in his playing that would seem obvious for his instrument but he surpasses such expectations again and again. He's an unmistakable talent. He shouldn't be slept on. This is no more apparent than in his latest album, Convergence on Mack Avenue.
A fantastic addition to the Barney Kessel catalog of the 50s – a never-heard live set that has the guitarist in form that's every bit as strong as his famous albums for Contemporary Records! In fact, the strength of the recording may well capture Kessel at a level that beats those sessions – as Barney's playing live, with a bit more bite – and really grabs us with the strong tone on his solos – and the sense of energy he gets in a quartet that also includes a young Pete Jolly on piano! The recording quality is excellent – crystal-clear, and very focused – and the set isn't one of those lost tapes that should have stayed "lost" – but instead a real lost chapter in Barney's tremendous career.