It starts right in the middle of something, attacking the listener with what seems like chaos. I know nothing about jazz, but this album, recorded in 1972, seems almost like contemporary music to me. I don't think the advances it represents have been completely exhausted yet, and if they have I haven't heard them. Besides being the great grandfather of Jungle and Trance, what impresses me most about this music is the lack of empty spaces. One thing I always associated with Davis prior to hearing this was the pauses and silences in his music. Everything is filled up here, there are no more cracks in the tableaux.
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