Sound — 8
Soundwise, this is Wait's most straight up jazz oriented album. For people who know his piano and gruff voice driven material, this album could come as a surprise to them. With shockingly clean vocals, and less experimentation. But all that aside, this is quite the jazz album. This was Wait's second album, and is when he really started to define his sound, and was starting to get more clever and innovative, but it doesn't contain the musical diversity of later albums.
Lyrics — 8
While this early in his career his lyrics hadn't become the classic lyrics we know that he makes today, they're still quite good in most songs, and the song "The Ghost of Saturday Night" is the first hint of how good he will become lyrically. "As he dreams of a waitress with Maxwell House eyes, And marmalade thighs, with scrambled yellow hair." And as far as the vocals go, before smoking and drinking and who knows what else turned his voice into a gruff (though perfect) growl, he was actually quite the good traditional singer, displayed well on "The Heart of Saturday Night" and "Fumbling With the Blues."
Overall Impression — 8
Overall, while waits would only get better in time, this is an early career gem, and it's often described as the perfect album for being up late and depressed, and is an ultimate tribute to bars and life on the streets. This is for the people that just can't quite get into Wait's more strange experimental stuff. My favorite tracks on here are "Diamonds on My Windshield," "Please Call Me, Baby," "The Heart of Saturday Night," and "The Ghost of Saturday Night."