We discuss Scat singing and how we can never go back to when it was new and the fact that Sarah Vaughan can’t remember the words for her own live album. Also Rob thinks the song “Honeysuckle Rose” is filthy.
The proto oogle shows us why we should run away and join the circus and we get to Ramblin’ .
We find this swansong album beautifully haunting or maybe hauntingly beautiful .
Tito brings Afro-Cuban and Caribbean sounds like mambo, son cubano, and cha-cha-chá to the mainstream and we are glad he did !
We talk about the wildest voice and the man that put’s the Rock in Rock n’ Roll .
We talk about the afro cuban jazz big band sound that seems to be in perfect sync. Oddly Machito’s singing isn’t featured on the album at all .
We talk about this seminal jazz album that was before it’s time and was recorded 7 years before it was before it’s time. Also Grady and I muse about the song “Moon Dreams” .
Some of us struggle to find the rhythm in Palo Congo’s trance like drumming .
We discuss one of the most difficult compositions that mentally broke the band, our favorite Bops and Pannonica de Koenigswarter .
In what has been called his “last great album” Count Basie shows the power of the young players in an old style. We also take about jazz royalty names and the meaning of “Splanky” .
Buddy Holly sets the template for the rock band and inspires a new generation .
We talk about another Sinatra classic, that shows the singer back on top .
We discuss Gonsalves’s famous “Wailing Interval” that goes on for 27 choruses, and some of us feel betrayed from this “live recording” .
Fats Domino teaches us the “Roll” in Rock N’ Roll and can’t remember the words to his most famous song .
We all fall in love with the endearing Louis Prima at his “wildest” .
We agree that the Louvin Brothers have some very dark and disturbing songs as reflected by their own tragic lives .
We talk about the debut from, “The King of Rock”, culture appropriation, and secret implicit art .
In this premiere episode for 1001 album club we talk about if Frank Sinatra was just a beta cuck, drinking yourself to death, Rob walking around in a sad fedora and get off to an awkward start .