DeFrancesco can play the organ as well as anybody – he has the discography, the awards and the full calendar of dates to prove it – but he also shows on this album that he’s no slouch as a pianist and is a gently affecting trumpeter into the bargain. His vocal on ‘The Touch Of Your Lips’ does not suggest a Chet Baker move any time soon, but it’s OK. Aside from ‘…Lips’ and ‘Who Shot John’, from the pen of guitarist Wilson and possibly the most interesting original composition on the album, all the tunes are DeFrancesco’s, ranging from the flat-out romp of the opening title piece to the pleasing enough ballad ‘On Georgian Bay’. ‘Cuz U No’ is a melodic blues that sounds like it has borrowed more than a few notes from Willie Nelson’s ‘Night Life’, and in the same order too. As a live offering in a Manhattan club this wide-ranging and always entertaining set would go down a storm; as a recording it doesn’t really add much to the organist’s already generous discography. Of course DeFrancesco can play whatever instrument he wants on his albums, but do we really want him stepping away from the organ? I can’t quite see the point.