The musician becomes alchemist, the new science bleeds across a world of rhythm, a chaos of arrangments, with the genius of adventuring soloists. The pulse is dark and unpredictable, collisions in jazz without the lounge of familiar form, hard wired into the soul, fading into and out of beauty, laying down the sound unhurried but profound. The tones and bones of freeform, the audience breathes the notes and fragments around the swirling cauldron but the story is clear and sings out with trumpet, guitar, bass, percussion..... into the romance of the purest blended sound stream.
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