Albums Brazilian Space Age Bachelor Pad

Laurindo Almeida & The Bossa Nova All Stars ‎– Viva Bossa Nova! (T 1759) (1962)

A THRIFTY VINYL WORLD CUP SPECIAL SAM_0419Imagine a decent enough guy calling himself a doctor because he hangs out with a doctor friend. Maybe even the doctor friend has described to him a few operations. Would you want that first guy operating on your gall bladder? Of course not.

Now, imagine a group of decent enough musicians calling themselves “Bossa Nova All Stars” just because they’ve got a Brazilian guitarist in their band and this guitarist has taught them how to play “One Note Samba”. In fact, that and “Desafinado” represent the only specific nods to leader Almeida’s home country on Viva Bossa Nova!, the rest made up of Easy-Listening musical apostasy like “Moon River” and “Lazy River”. The electronic organ makes things particularly tepid.

The enterprise reminds me of the episode of The Office in which David Brent is convinced that his old songs can easily be made au courant by “drop[ing] some drum ‘n’ bass shit on ’em“.

I would say, “I should have guessed” today as I bought Viva!, but I did guess, I just hoped I was wrong.


Albums Jazz Space Age Bachelor Pad

Terry Snyder and the All Stars – Persuasive Percussion Volume 2 (Command/La Voix de son Maitre FCLP 75008) (1960)

When I was 13 I bought Persuasive Percussion (1959) at the Mount Vernon Goodwill Store. I liked the heavy cardboard laminated gatefold cover (by Josef Albers, no less) and even more I liked the l’air distingue of the idea of what I imagined it to be: This is debonaire, or so I thought, and I wanted to buy into it (for 25 cents). In fact, I never quite warmed to the Lp which I recall as too easy listening for a teenager, even one with pretensions of sophistication. At some point I lost the record, though still pined for its cover and 50s elegance, so I snapped a VG cond. Volume 2 (cover, after Albers, by Barbara Jean Brown) post-haste when spotted today at the Hospice chaz in the Westgate area of Canterbury.

If Esquivel is a ten on the kooky scale, Terry & co. fall in the middle range with most of the ga-ga-ness coming in the form of some virtuosic xylophone and percussion (by Snyder himself), not electronics. I can imagine this playing in the background of a Flintstones episode in which Barney goes to a night club to buy reefer.

Please to note this a French issue (through French HMV) with a thin matte finish sleeve, not the heavy-duty America laminated gatefold jobbie.