Upon first hearing the album's title one might conjure up a Nashville rife with hallucinogens; but after glimpsing a crew cut adorned and dancing model teens on the cover, one can only fathom the reverie of wholesome moves and fruity punch. Thankfully, while 's style oozes with glee-club innocence, it also, unwittingly, contains some strains of -- ghostly sweet choruses, tinker-toy piano, space-age pedal steel, and the occasional variety show trumpet break -- to many; a needed break from being a Nashville-sound sideman for . After plying his unique slip-note technique on recordings by and , the pianist found time to record a slew of solo discs, including this 1963 release featuring the pianist's usual genre-busting program and sound. The mix roams from fairly substantial versions of ' and something called to the strangely noirish and an overwrought More novel than interesting -- with pearly-white versions of sealing the deal -- is tailored made for diehards of . ~ Stephen Cook