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The Oscar Peterson Trio – The Trio

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This Pablo pressing has the kind of Tubey Magical Midrange that modern records rarely even BEGIN to reproduce. Folks, that sound is gone and it sure isn’t showing signs of coming back. If you love hearing INTO a recording, actually being able to “see” the performers, and feeling as if you are sitting in Chicago’s London House with Oscar, this is the record for you. It’s what Vintage Records are known for — this sound.

If you exclusively play modern repressings of vintage recordings, I can say without fear of contradiction that you have never heard this kind of sound on vinyl. Old records have it — not often, and certainly not always — but maybe one out of a hundred new records do, and those are some pretty long odds.

What is lost in these newly remastered recordings? Lots of things, but the most obvious and bothersome is TRANSPARENCY. And the loss of transparency in a live jazz club recording is practically the kiss of death.

What the best sides of this vintage pressing have to offer is not hard to hear:

No doubt there’s more but we hope that should do for now. Playing the record is the only way to hear all of the qualities we describe above, and for that, you will need to take this copy of the record home and throw it on your table.

What We’re Listening For on The Trio

TRACK LISTING

Side One

Blues Etude 
Chicago Blues

Side Two

Easy Listening Blues 
Come Sunday 
Secret Love

AMG 5 Star Review

Guitarist Joe Pass and bassist Niels-Henning Ørsted Pedersen both play well on these live performances, but the reason to acquire this set is for the remarkable Oscar Peterson. The pianist brilliantly investigates several jazz styles on “Blues Etude” (including stride and boogie-woogie), plays exciting versions of his “Chicago Blues” and “Easy Listening Blues,” tears into “Secret Love,” and shows honest emotion on “Come Sunday.”

Peterson really flourished during his years with Norman Granz’s Pablo label, and this was one of his finest recordings of the period.


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