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Blue Note 50th Anniversary Collection: Volume 3

I have to presume that most people who know anything about records know that old Blue Note LPs are collectable and worth money. Their striking cover designs mean they'd be hard to overlook. I don't think I've ever seen a '50s or '60s Blue Note album in a charity shop, and if I have happened to catch sight of the odd one anywhere else, a glance at the asking price has sufficed to make me forget it existed.

In the '80s there were a few stabs at cashing in on the Blue Note brand, among them a series of 50th Anniversary Collection double compilation albums (released in '89), one of which, Vol. 3 - 'Funk & Blues' - I was lucky enough to spot in the wild. Also in the series were 'From Boogie to Bop' (Vol. 1); 'The Jazz Message' (Vol. 2); 'Outside In' (Vol. 4) and 'Lighting the Fuse' (Vol. 5). Of those, the track-listings on Vols. 2 & 3 are most to my taste, so it worked out well I found one of those two.

The compilation includes only nine tracks across its four sides, about a CD's-worth of music in all. Included are some numbers that were already firm favourites of mine ('Moanin'' by Art Blakey et al; Jimmy Smith's 'Back at the Chiecken Shack'; Horace Silver's 'Song for my Father'; and 'The Sidewinder' by Lee Morgan), & it was a delight to hear those on vinyl for a change. And there are also some tunes I hadn't encountered before, of which I liked Donald Byrd's 'Cristo Redentor' and 'Alligator Boogaloo' by Lou Donaldson the best.

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