By all accounts, the life and career of Chet Baker was an amazing saga. How does someone go from a movie star handsome trumpet idol of the fifties to a nearly homeless, but still performing drug addict? A couple of great biographies of Chet Baker try to answer that question; I can't. I prefer to concentrate on his place in the history of jazz trumpet. He was certainly the the most intuitive trumpeter since Louis Armstrong; he did not read music, understand chord changes, nor compose. Stories abound of sidemen, including Russ Freeman, having to give Chet his opening note. However, once he heard a tune, he owned it; his ear was exceptional and was the foundation of his improvisational skills. Trumpet purists complain that his ideas are simple, that he has no technical mastery, and no range; all true comments to some extent. What he provides thru his beautiful tone and original conception, however, is an emotional connection to the listener which is the envy of any musical artist. The tunes in this release are like short stories, just long enough to leave you wanting more. As other reviewers have stated, this was Russ Freeman's date with the usual Pacific Jazz crew of Carson Smith, Joe Mondragon, and others. It's hard to believe that this stuff is over 50 years old; it has a vitality and freshness that just flows out effortlessly. Chet Baker was a rare artist who sounded like no one else, even 50+ years later.