Thank you, IG. During a long drift of scrolling last night, I came upon a post for a copy of this record, saw the cover and recognized an image I'd remembered for about 10 years without accompanying context, just the beauty of a man in mid-performance reverie, black and white.
Now I know what it is! And it sounds beautiful!
Webster Lewis was born in Baltimore, my sort-of hometown, to improve on a good thing. I'm only 3 cuts in, but this thing grooves, breathes and RAGES. From the contemplative to walls-of-sound, this is a killer recording.
Seems pretty rare, so...