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I have to confess to being fooled by this recording, the second from guitarist Kenny Carr. It begins in a rather ordinary smooth jazz manner on the first few tracks. Carr, accompanied by bassist Tom Baldwin and drummer Frank Russo, generates a pleasant ambiance with Earl Klugh-type acoustic playing.
Then, with "Cadiz Sunset," the mood shifts to a fingerstyle Caribbean setting which is closer to mainstream jazz. Following that, guest tenor saxophonist Donny McCaslin, who appears on four tracks, instigates a fuller jazz combo appoach, which Carr's guitar matches on "Bleeker Street." On the title tune, organist John Dryden turns up the heat, and this selection heats up even more with a more rock-ish guitar influence from Carr.
Then the album falls back into that pattern of smooth jazz tracks, followed by far funkier organ-accompanied titles, as well as on the lengthiest selection, "Soho Strut," where McCaslin's stimulating tenor sax drives this session forward. This all makes it difficult to pick out the "real" Kenny Carr's style, since he seems much more versatile than I originally thought. Originally from Santa Cruz, California and a member of Ray Charles' orchestra, Carr seems comfortable working in smooth jazz, straight-ahead or fusion musical environments.
Track Listing: Tee Time; Going Home; Lost Tuesday; Cadiz Sunset; Bleeker Street; Turn The Page; Remember When; Ocean Avenue Groove; Highway One; Not Forgotten; Soho Strut; Hidden Agenda.
Personnel: Kenny Carr: guitar, acoustic guitar, keyboards, piano, guitar synthesizer; Tom Baldwin: acoustic bass; Frank Russo: drums, percussion; Donny McCaslin: tenor saxophone; John Dryden: organ.
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me. If we don't run a review, Alligator Records is going to stop servicing us.
Night Flight opened up a whole new world for me--the blues led me, inevitably, to Basie, who led to Duke, who led to Mingus, who led to Miles, who led to ...