Straight-ahead sax/drums improvisations from this long running (25 years!) duo. The playing here could perhaps be typified as an example of the old school American approach, with no leanings toward either the British atomized style or any extended techniques.

By turns romantic and melodic or fierce and insistent, Flaherty will often start a phrase with a mellow tone only to feed it through a grinder and shred it. One of my favorite moments comes about 3 minutes into the first piece, where he ascends beyond the upper reaches of his horn and whistles, the sound taking on a definite electronic tinge. At the ten-minute mark of the same number, both men start stomping hard before coming to a melancholy close. There are long moments of horn gargle and fast and hard drumming, where it's difficult to keep track of the instruments as separate entities and things blur into a mass of hyperkinetic sonic motion.

During brief solos we get to focus on the beautiful timbres of Colbourne's vibrating metal and plastic or the grit and grain of Flaherty's horns — impassioned soliloquies during conversations between two old friends overheard. These guys made some of the first independently produced out music records I was exposed to as a lad, and I'm truly glad to find them still at it, giving us examples of sane behavior in ever more chaotic circumstances. We could hear this music as a testament to the rightness that human interaction sometimes exhibits.