Frank Dibussolo is a solid old school guitarist. I may love my Hendrix, Fripp, Townshend, Marino, Trower, and all the distorto-cats, but, when evening approaches, man, is it ever a pleasure to toss on some old Benson, Green, Montgomery, Kessel, Ellis, and those guys from a completely different place. Dibussolo knows precisely what I'm talking about, has been nominated eight times for a Grammy (!), and loves nothing more than inducting fellow stringbenders young and old into the savory elder sound, an expert educator on top of everything else (he even Keith Jarretts himself, scatting at various moments).
Tiffany Grochowski has one of those higher register voices that are sweet as honey but oft with an underscoring tartness. Where she sublimates the latter aspect, Billie Holiday had the same quality in a more obvious fashion, but each has her separate virtues. Her lines in I'm Beginning to See the Light are a tad rushed but when the second number, I Can't Give You Anything but Love, comes in…Wow! A perfect trip back to Andrews Sisters replete with period clarinet by Greg Edwards, serving a decorous licorice stick to go with the seductive candy-cane encanting.
Sway contains an extended jazzy-Spanish solo from Dibussolo, an experiment in trad and modern with an interesting stuck-note staccato, all of which would definitely have interested Peter Green and Alan Shacklock in their salad days, and Do Nothing 'Til You Hear from Me is a Mae West siren song seducing ears and wayward emotions. Don't Get Around Much Anymore turns the esteemed number over to the base trio, an interplay between bass and guitar, with the drums snazzing things up just behind 'em. So yeah, play all the rave-up rock ya want all day long, get air guitary 'n twitchy, but when that fat old sun starts westering, toss on Songs to Write Home About, dollop out a snifter of cognac, and let a slow smile sneak across your mug as you realize that pop and gramps were just as hip as you are, things don;t really change all that much, and it's just a matter of attituded, but that you, unlike them, can have it all.
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