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Art Blakey
"Sweet Sakeena"
Hard Drive
"Seven Come Eleven"
Essential
"Three Mice With Dice"
First Things First
— BACK ANNOUNCE 1
— INTRODUCE 2
"On The Sunny Side Of The Street"
— SAC UNDERWRITING
Horace Silver
"Diggin' on Dexter"
Hard Bop Grand Pop
— STATION ID
"Nubian Lady”
Review by Stacia Proefrock
On The Three Faces of Yusef Lateef, Riverside seems eager to present Yusef Lateef, technical virtuoso, on a series of songs that step closer to jazz tradition than any of his work in the recent past. Largely absent are Lateef's experiments with Eastern modes, rhythms, and instrumentation, and in their place is a collection of largely upbeat, accessible songs, with a balanced mix of standards and originals. Much of the introspective, personal quality of his previous albums seems lost in the effort, but Lateef's playing still remains stellar, especially on oboe. That instrument, which is by nature soft and muted, is given enough power by Lateef to lead on several songs, most beautifully on "Salt Water Blues," where its naturally melancholy sound seems perfectly matched with the low, rounded tones of Lateef's rhythm section, especially Ron Carter's bowed cello. The quintet also shines on the following track, Joe Zawinul's "Lateef Minor 7th," where they provide a gentle counterpoint to Lateef's sweet flute line. Not quite as expansive or daring as much of Lateef's other recordings, The Three Faces of Yusef Lateef still documents a fine musician at work during the peak of his career. (allmusic.com)
— BACK ANNOUNCE 2
— INTRODUCE 3
"All Blues”
— SAC UNDERWRITING
"Peddlin’"
— STATION ID
“Arabella"
— BACK ANNOUNCE 3
— INTRODUCE 4
Manhattan Transfer
"Gone Fishin’"
He's lazy, but he's lovable, we know him like a book
Anytime he can't be found, we know just where to look:
Gone fishin', there's a sign upon his door
Gone fishin', he ain't workin' anymore
There's his hoe out in the sun where he left a row half done
He said "hoein' ain't no fun", he ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin' by a shady wady pool
I'm wishin' I could be that kinda fool
I'd say no more work for mine on my door I'd hang a sign
Gone fishin' Instead of just a wishin'
Gone fishin'. . .see him snoozin' by a brook
Gone fishin'. . .didn't even bait his hook
There's his hound dog by his side fleas are bitin' at his hide
He won't scratch 'em he's to tired he ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin'. . .learnin' fishin' worms to swim
I'm wishin. . .he wuz me and I wuz him
Wish I had a plane to fly here's what I'd write in the sky
Gone' fishin'. . .instead of jest awishin'
Gone fishin'. . . he don't worry 'bout no wars
Gone fishin'. . .left his wife to do the chores
Cows need milkin' in the barn but he jest don't give a darn
See his fishin' pole is gone he's on a secret mission
Gone fishin'. . .out where peace has never died
I'm wishin'. . .all the world was by his side
Then our guns we'd throw away grab a fishin' pole and say
— BACK ANNOUNCE 4
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