Since September 2010, this blog has recorded the journey of this middle-aged man as I attempt to listen to all the music in my CD collection. CDs revisited in their entirety from start to finish - no skipping tracks, no shuffle. CDs only - no vinyl, no tapes, no downloads. And just as CD technology (and the album format itself) becomes obsolete. I'm no music critic, just a music junkie with too much time on my hands.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Spyro Gyra - Incognito (1982)
Note: this release was originally purchased as an LP, later replaced by a CD.
Although I had been familiar with Spyro Gyra since hearing Morning Dance on AM Radio when it was a crossover hit, Incognito was the first Spyro Gyra album that I bought. I was sixteen years old, and most of my album purchases were along the lines of Duran Duran and Adam Ant, but this album captured my attention from the first playing. I remember the mystery that surrounded the packaging. No pictures of the band. Band personnel changed from one track to the next. What was with this group with the misspelled name? Of course the purchase of this album immediately brought about the purchase of earlier SG albums, but this has always been my favorite. It is immediately relaxing and puts me in a good mood from the first bass note of Last Exit. I've since seen the band live twice and they never disappoint. If I was forced to pick 25 CDs to take with me to the hypothetical"deserted island" this release would definitely be considered to make that short list. This album introduced to some of my favorite 80's jazz session musicians including Richard Tee, Marcus Miller, Steve Gadd, and Hiram Bullock among others.
Peak on the US Billboard Top 200 chart: #46
Peak on Billboard's Jazz LPs chart: #2
Peak on Billboard's R&B albums chart: #39
Peak on Cash Box album chart: #61
Tracks: What can I say? I like all of them. This is one of those albums that I can easily sing along with every note including vocalizing every instrumental solo.
Personal Memory Associated with this CD: Hearing this immediately takes me back to the rainy autumn days of high school, when I would lay on my bed and do nothing except listen to music.