Tuesday Vinyl in Corporate Hell

I have a total assload of work to do today and this has been made even more difficult given the Catholic School Board has also decided to go on strike – the week after March Break no less.

Gee, thanks guys.

I mean, I want to be sympathetic to their cause but when they can’t even be bothered to leave comments on report cards anymore, nor are their are any extra-curricular activities after school, well, let’s just say I’m less than excited about whatever it is they’re bitching about now.

So HRH  is home and I now have to supervise her keeping busy while having my ass bitched out on conference calls and so I need a little mellow Jazz Boner to keep myself from going all nuclear and that therapy comes in the form of the ‘Coast Concert/Jazz Ultimate‘  album by Bobby Hackett and his jazz band.

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I found this at the Sunday Flea Market in St. Catharines and snagged it because a) it’s old jazz, and b) it has an airplane on it, bitches!

The perfect one-two combo for me when it comes to records.

In the 1950’s, Bobby Hackett’s pretty tone was often utilized on mood music albums, most notably by Jackie Gleason, but he never lost his ability to play hot jazz, and in the fall of 1955 he was part of the Dixieland Jubilee presented by Frank Bull and Gene Norman at the Shrine Auditorium in Los Angeles – also featured on the program was Hackett’s longtime colleague Jack Teagarden, who was in superb form at this point in his career.

The results of that concert were so felicitous that Capitol Records OK’d the recording of this album, featuring Hackett leading an octet that included Teagarden on trombone and vocals, and also old friends Abe Lincoln on trombone and Matty Matlock on clarinet.

Capitol was concerned with sales and had the group stick to familiar standards, such as ‘I Want a Big Butter and Egg Man‘, ‘That’s a Plenty‘, ‘Basin Street Blues‘ (beautifully sung by Teagarden), and ‘Struttin’ with Some Barbecue‘. Hackett’s cornet is center stage on some beautiful solos, ranging from the ebullient brilliance of ‘Struttin’ with Some Barbecue‘  to the subdued, gorgeous lyricism of ‘Basin Street Blues‘, the latter beautifully sung by Teagarden and offering two solos by Hackett and a gorgeous spot for Matlock’s clarinet, plus Don Owens’ elegantly understated pianism.

The top-notch players really inspire each other with some heated ensembles and creative solo work, and the result is one of Hackett’s finest sessions of the 1950s. It had no small effect on Teagarden’s career as well – Capitol ended up doing a quartet of follow-up albums by the legendary trombonist/singer, cut between January 1956 and April of 1958, which included some of his finest late-career work.

Oh, and here’s a treat, the album came with a bonus record in it as well, the ‘Ultimate Jazz‘  album also by Bobby Hackett and Jack Teargarden.

Jazz Ultimate‘  from 1957 reteams Hackett and Teagarden for a similarly themed studio set, from which ‘Way Down Yonder in New Orleans‘, ‘Oh Baby‘, and ‘S Wonderful‘  are some of the highlights.  An appealing two-fer that highlights one of Hackett’s most successful collaborations.

That’s double the jazz and double the boner:

Oh, and it’s also double the chances that we all make it out of this day alive.

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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