It's always a treat when Fantasy Records pulls
another vintage Etta Jones album out of what must be a magician's
hat. How many more of these old Prestige recordings can there be?
We hope lots. Jones still sounds great, but matching her with these
great musicians in their prime, and that rich, warm yet cool Rudy
Van Gelder Studio sound is about as close to a perfect marriage
as one gets.
Hollar! comes closest of all these
reissues to meeting the high standards set on her previous Don't
Go to Strangers album. With the exception of the last track,
a odd Soul/Boogaloo version of Nature Boy (that we of course
like for camp reasons), there are no gimmicks. Just this glorious
voice, using the minimalism of Peggy Lee, the warm whine of Billie
Holiday and a sexiness all her own.
Soft Lights and Bobby Hackett/In a Mellow Mood
Collectors Choice 72435-27460-2-6
Collectors Choice Records have been instrumental
in releasing a lot of great, weird and neglected music. Can you
imagine that Capitol Records has only one compilation of Keely Smith
in print, despite all the interest in her renaissance and her years
with Louis Prima? Can you imagine that there in not one single complete
Louis Prima disc intact on Capitol? They keep coming up with the
same repackaged Greatest Hits compilations over and over. We don't
mean to pick only on Capitol. There are lots of fingers that need
to be pointed, but we are thankful that we have Collectors Choice
to right a lot of wrongs.
Their latest project that we are nuts for
is this 2-LP CD by Bobby Hackett. If you like to make out in the
old-fashioned way, you'll recognize Hackett as the dreamy trumpet
player from the seminal Jackie Gleason albums of the 1950s like
Music for Lovers Only, Music, Martinis and Memories and Music
to Make You Misty.
Hackett looks like a maitre d' but often played a very sexy trumpet.
On Soft Lights, the slightly better of the two albums, he
gently swings his way through a perfectly pleasant set of numbers.
The recording sounds somewhat live. Mellow Mood is much slicker,
more of a meeting of the Gleason sound and George Shearing's cocktail
jazz. The song selection is a little more interesting (Rain,
Deep Night, Carefree), but it's just a bit more polished than
Soft Lights. Both are sweet collections of mood music, preferably
played on a fabulous oak console stereo with someone you'd like
to make some time with and drinks lingering nearby.
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Sony Discos TRK 84132/2-498544
|OK, this is it. This is the last new
Celia Cruz album we buy unless she and those insipid Estafans from
Miami (Gloria and Emilio, Jr.) call us and apologize. The voice is
still a glorious pipeline to the heavens, yet the material she chooses
to sing just keeps getting worse and worse.
There seems to be a fork in the road as far as Latin music is concerned.
The rootsy natural sound of the Buena Vista Social Club series is
at odds with the slick mechanical sound favored by the Miami musical
Mafia and it's clear there is no middle ground between the two.
Unfortunately, Celia (or her handlers) have gone the more soulless
computer-rhythm route, and we can say there is absolutely nothing
of value here.