Some tunes are so sacred that any attempt to cover them can only result in failure. Yet George Benson makes this mistake twice on Bad Benson ; the band can’t quite manage a groove in 5/4 on Brubeck’s “Take Five” and once again falter with a horrid disco version of Ellington’s “Take The ‘A’ Train” complete with fake train whistles. Creed Taylor should have offered rebates to anyone that could listen to these numbers more than once without wincing. However, the rest of the album is pretty good; Benson has always been an excellent guitarist, and there’s little here of the full-blown pop artist he would later become. The full band numbers are worthwhile compositions; in particular on “My Latin Brother”, where Benson creates a memorable tune based on a repeating five note phrase and shifting rhythms. Even Don Sebesky’s arrangements, which tend to clutter other CTI releases, play a crucial role in augmenting Benson’s nimble fretwork on two tracks. Regardless of the quality of the music, Benson soars as a soloist, fashioning interesting melodic ideas from even the most ill-chosen material. Since this album comes late in Benson’s career, one might assume that Bad Benson lives up to its name in a way other than the guitarist intended. However, despite its faults, this album is filled with tasteful guitar-based jazz.
Track Listing: Take Five; Summer Wisher/Winter Dreams; My Latin Brother; No Sooner Said Than Done; Full Compass; The Changing World; Take the "A" Train; Serbian Blue.
Personnel: George Benson - Guitar, Vocals; Ron Carter - Bass; Phil Upchurch - Bass, Guitar, Percussion; Kenny Barron - Piano; Don Sebesky - Arranger; Steve Gadd - Drums.
I was first exposed to jazz by my father, who was a rabid fan when he was younger, in the early to mid 1950's. We lived in NYC and he was a regular at places like the Village Vanguard and Birdland. One of his favorite stories involved meeting Charlie Parker and Miles on 52nd St
I was first exposed to jazz by my father, who was a rabid fan when he was younger, in the early to mid 1950's. We lived in NYC and he was a regular at places like the Village Vanguard and Birdland. One of his favorite stories involved meeting Charlie Parker and Miles on 52nd St. Needless to say, Jazz and Blues were always on the stereo in our home. I was steeped in these exciting sounds, and they make up some of my earliest memories.