Like I mentioned with the switch over to the Top 1000 list, there are a number of older albums that I listened to as part of a previous blog. This was back in 2009 … and I think my views on music have changed somewhat. Or maybe not, but hey it’s good to keep crossing these off so for these three weeks will be playing a game of catch-up.
After a headache inducing bout of Sabu it appears that my feet are firmly planted once again in jazz country, at least time it is an offering from the most famous name in jazz. Mr Miles Davis. Unlike most of the music that I have so far reviewed this is not in fact my first encounter with this artist for I have his later album Kind Of Blue loaded onto my iPod so I guess I knew what to expect.
As usual this man does not fail to deliver and to me cements his place as the best name in jazz hands down. What’s this though? I said about a week ago that I hated jazz without vocals and made no mention of my respect for Miles Davis? Oh well I guess it just slipped my mind. Either way, back to the matter at hand.
The Birth of Cool starts with a one-two punch of Move and Jeru and what follows is a smattering of cool and breezy jazz tracks that gel into one cohesive whole. With the exception of the closer ‘Darn That Dream’ which just feels incredibly out of place. Compared with the other jazz albums that I have been subjected to this has the feeling of a solid gold chocolate bar suspended in swamp of molten lime jelly.
However, when placed alongside all other albums I decided to be more stringent on the ratings as I could feel myself getting carried away due to the complete weirdness of this week’s albums. Also I don’t feel it lives up to either Tragic Songs of Life or This is Fats which meant a slightly downgraded rating.