Album Notes

From the original liner notes:

Question 4: And what the hell is a chromatic banana?
Answer 4: I haven’t the faintest idea.
Question 5: And a rhythm machine?
Answer 5: Now you’ve gone too far! A rhythm machine is a cat from Brittany who, while singing and playing, shakes his ass with total abandon. It’s a cat from London who has taken so many night flights to Paris, he’s known to Air France as the Midnight Cockney; and a cat from Geneva who knows more about eating than Julia Child put together. These three men, along with their fearless leader, are involved in the relentless pursuit of the truth. And no matter how you slice it, it’s a shifty banana. Or as the man said… “Ask not for whom the bell tolls, the banana peels for you.”

Seriously folks, we had a ball doing this album. And special thanks to: Jean-Louis and Simone Ginibre for making everything possible; to PINPIN and Mme SCIOT for not bugging us about overtime; to PIERRE CARDIN for not bugging us about the way we dress; to CHARLIE B. RAUCHER for a fantastic engineering job at the cost of many missed evenings at his comfortable hearth with his wife and loved ones; to my kids for maintaining the tradition of many takes; to my wife for maintaining the tradition of many kids; and above all to the many record companies in the State who made moving to France possible, if not imperative. And last but not least to the three gentlemen who comprise the European Washing Machine, the cleanest band in the West!

Gordon Beck appears through the courtesy of the night rate.

Henri Texier appears through the courtesy of his mother.

Daniel Humair appears through the courtesy of careless customs officials.

Phil Woods appears through the courtesy of his landlady, Mme. Bros.