Fast Company has a different feel, in part owing to the presence of pianist Calderazzo, a fleetly accomplished post-Tyner stylist with a particularly good sense of phrasing (unlike many of this school). The music seems to move from one major tonal canter to another with no feeling of harmonic tension. Whether this is the material or Calderazzo’s concept I’m not sure, but the effect is a bit like driving on a flat country road with a lot of curves but no hills or trees. The soloists largely succeed in holding one’s attention in spite of this.
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