blast me to a planet where there aren't people who can't tell the difference between spyro gyra and weather report. some people just don't get it. i'm so bummed out after listening to this that i want to hurl. it's a disgrace on every level. this album has ZIPPO life, ZERO soul, and it's so full of the 'sophistication' which the blasphemous routinely refer to as 'smooth jazz' that it's surprising you don't get charged extra for the shipping-five pounds of garbage. arggggggghhhh! this is a cretinous disaster that should be renamed, 'mocking of the music of weather report by pedestrian musicians with no heart'.
announcement: PREPROGRAMMED, ELECTRONIC LOUNGE DISCO DOES NOT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH WEATHER REPORT. jaco is flipping over in his grave. who knows what those poor souls from the real 'badia' would do if they heard this. please don't let them anywhere near this horrific indicator of the unfortunate conclusion, "all is lost."
nasa, slap an extra booster rocket on and get me away from the people who think this album is a celebration of anything but night soil. am i in hell? weather report didn't do anything to deserve this. leave them alone! cannonball? LOL. you guys are OUT of it! i can't even bring myself to listen to cucumber slumber.
btw, did anybody notice that 'ex-weather reporters' victor bailey and omar hakim don't play any of the songs from their hitch with 'weather report'? apparently, even the criminals responsible for this mayhem realized that weather report was pretty much dead (and too similar to this album) by the time bailey and hakim arrived. david sanborn playing on a weather report cover? has everybody gone bananas?
anybody who knows the vast difference between weather report and yellowjackets, please email me so we can go half-and-half on the rocket fuel. gracias.