If that actually exists. I wanna hear it.

From a musical perspective, Tjader was and remains very highly regarded by Latin musicians. His complete lack of Latin American blood being completely irrelevant. As well as being a wonderful player and band leader, the numerous musicians he recruited for his bands over the years ranged from superb to the phenomenal. The greatest example would possibly be in around 1957 (from memory) when he pinched both Mongo Santamaría and Willie Bobo from the Tito Puente Orchestra. Apparently it was a big diplomatic incident at the time that required an all night meeting to smooth it over. One reason why TP let it go in the end was because he admired Cal's music.

Incidentally Mongo's replacement in the TP Orchestra was a young man called Ray Barretto.

And of course, up until the late 1960s Tjader was extremely well-dressed.

Bump.  That original image just popped into my head whilst listening to Miles and eating my lunchtime sandwich.  Such a simple look.  Such an effective look.

Bought Last Bolero in Berkley mid 80's from that mercenary Adam Gibb who owned Musicwise. They used to advertise in Blues & Soul magazine.

Shoshana is definitely a wonderful track. As far as I know his best post '60s tune, in fact.

Gleason's book isn't bad, unlike the best efforts of Rudi Blesh, who comes across as an unaware, unhip Lenny Bruce telling us, ad nauseum, about de natural riddums of de negro peoples and how dey do love to skip and dance all de day long, Lordy Lordy.  Gerry Mulligan's name is misspelled - as 'Jerry'.  But I'm still lapping up Whitney Balliett, an even better writer on the subject than Nat Hentoff - who was pretty good.