" " is a bit of an oxymoron, especially in the hands of , who might be smooth and urbane in some respects, but who's rarely recorded music that could be categorized as . That's the title that used, however, for this all-instrumental 1962 collection. Just prior to leaving for , did a lot of recording that milked for sides to put out after he'd left the company, and some think these tracks were laid down in late 1961 as part of 's demand. Since a big part of the pleasure of listening to is hearing his voice, and hearing the songs he wrote and interpreted, an all-instrumental album -- no matter how competently done -- is almost bound to sound like something's missing. And although this is a competent record, it's got to rank as one of his less essential efforts, the ten numbers often sounding like warm-up tunes or background generic blues club filler, hastily ground out to meet a quota. That doesn't mean that it's worthless -- the tunes are pleasant if unimaginative, and plays with his usual authority, making occasional nods toward the rock & roll twist craze in cuts like and (aka ). ~ Richie Unterberger