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This less well known LP was
released on MGM's Metro label. MGM, who owned Verve, the label Jimmy was
signed to at this time, used Metro for their cut price range. In terms of
style, it's clear why this album was put out cheaply, as it was not in keeping
with the perceived direction Jimmy was heading in at this time: he plays
here in a trio format, not in a big band. But make no mistake, don't let
that crappy cover fool you, this set is a stone killer. Jimmy's playing
here is frenzied, off kilter and on fire. As you'd expect he throws out
grooves and high-end solos like he'd been born for it (and he probably was)
but what really lights this set up are the unexpected moments. Sounding
like he'd just been listening to wonky avant garde jazz, he throws in great
slabs of sound and then fugs around in the mid range making gritty, fearsome
noise. He attacks his organ like a man possessed, particularly on I
Got A Woman. He just tears that song apart, hanging onto notes, repeating
other phrases crazily and throwing in sharp, angular notes everywhere. It's
very nearly scary. You can hear the band just sit back to let him get on
with it, because they're well out of their depth. When the guitarist solos,
the groove damn near stops. Jimmy was never captured quite like this ever
again. Get a copy right now. |
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