The recordings are about as far from remastered as you can get - volume levels all over the shop, enormous amounts of silence before and after tracks, and some audio so insultingly poor your ears will weep to hear it. Furthermore, each CD is barely half full, so the whole selection takes up twice as much room as it should - assuming it were any good.
Which leads to the packaging - ten discs - two inlay pictures, one set of sleeve notes. Yes - the same sleeve notes in every case. And no production information on anything.
Frankly, this stinks of bootleg, and not in a good way. If Ike Turner’s estate knew this product existed, they’d probably kill it with fire.
But all is not lost. If your CD rack is bowing under the weight of this great stool of a CD, it is still possible to make a passable playlist. Allow me to oblige.
Too many tears in my eyes
I idolize you
Come together
Took a trip
Take the time
I got my mojo working
No more lovin’
Down in the valley
Why I sing the blues
Ya ya
Trouble on my mind
You are my sunshine
You can’t have your cake
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
Sugar sugar
What kind of love
Finger poppin’ time
High heel sneakers
Jo jo
I’m blue
Shake a hand
Money
It’s gonna work out fine
River deep, mountain high
Nutbush City limits
Shake a tail feather
Sweet Rhode Island red
Proud Mary
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