Heard it. I first listened to this in it's entity when I was working at a gas station in Fargo, North Dakota. My coworker alternated between this record and Morphine!
A mood.
It’s a classic for a reason.
The ultimate rainy day album. This feels like such a bridge between hard bop and swing of the 40s and early 50s and what was to come in the world of jazz in just a few short years. Miles was always Miles ahead.
Despite being ubiquitous throughout my childhood and teens age years, the only U2 album I’ve ever listened to all the way through was Rattle and Hum. But this album? Aside from the singles (well, some of them anyway), it’s straight trash.
Smooth. Sounds impeccable. Musicianship is superb. Regardless, they’re just not my thing. Not a bad listen, though.
I’ve always danced around an appreciation for Bruce. The 80s pastiche and studio sounds always kept me at arm’s length. Growing up in a grunge world, all that saxophone and gloss just sounded awful. But the message and the heart behind his music came through loud and clear. It’s hard not to appreciate a guy who worked his way to the top. I never listened to this when it came out. Enjoying it well enough.
This is so far beyond my usual sphere of listening, but goddamn if it isn't amazing. The complex rhythms and effusive joy are infectious.