Earl Klugh, Low Ride (1983)
If I have a record – and artist – that would jump in and out of the “Guilty Pleasure” category (if I did actually have a Guilty Pleasure category) then it would be this album in particular, and more generally Earl Klugh. Look, he’s obviously great – and I love some of this collaborations – but if George Benson is the Coca-Cola then Klugh is some sort of Pepsi-Max…such comparisons don’t really work at all anymore (if ever) since all of that sugary fizzy liquid-muck is utter filth. But hey, you know….hopefully you get what I was trying to say. That said, at the right (or wrong?) time this album has been a lovely balm – man, are there some great players on here. And it’s literally a case of some days I love it and think their playing is measured and sublime and other times the very same record makes me laugh with something close to embarrassment. I mean it’s not my fault! I didn’t play it. I could never be this restrained. I guess it’s just a hallmark of that era – I mean I know there’s still smooth jazz and such, and some of it is very good. But this just looks and feels and sounds So 80s. That of course is almost precisely what I love and/or admire/respect/accept about it.
Sample Track: Night Drive
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