Abstract expressionist embossed cover gatefolds open into a tight-as-a-crab’s-ass jazz funk session for the Aja set. Brassy, reedy charts (Dick Oatts) and strings support the Minimoog groovestate and Gadd-ish compressed snare of the quite chipper-looking Pilhofer’s sound, with always-hip first-call sessionist soloing and all the chops. Don’t forget that these hip jazz cats hearts, and they’re a couple soul-jerking ballads here with Herb tickling the Bosendorfer 88’s and that impressive string writing, but it’s mostly plugged in avocado funk not from L.A., but from a Minneapolis Label, pre-Rykodisc 3M 32 track digital studio with wood walls and stuff. Clean (it’s digital) and warm (it’s still digital) recording that makes the instruments right in your face. Wait, is that a phased panflute? Who knows. Who cares! Hell, I want this one for myself!