Being a lifetime devotee of maestros Holdsworth and McLaughlin I have nothing but respect for the stalwart sideman who has served under both of them with great distinction. So the prospect of a solo project from Gary seemed righteous and fair, especially when the aforesaid maestros were touted as contributors. Unfortunately, the result, in my reluctant opinion, has entirely failed to live up to the original promise, and the primary reason for this is that, no matter how fine a player, on either of his instruments, Gary might be, he just isn't a composer. The twelve tunes on this album are, for the most part, not even that, song forms stitched up from bundles of riffs that, no matter how good the foreground improvisations, go nowhere and leave very little impression. The one exception, track 6, Dreams in Blue, featuring John McLaughlin, is the only track that feels like we're in top-class fusion territory. McLaughlin here is in blinding form, and it might just be enough to make the album worth buying. Every note he plays lately seems to be the right note at the right place and time. It's also the only track where Husband's drumming actually hits the kind of form we've come to expect from his daytime work. Alan Holdsworth features on three tracks, but on all of them his contribution is limited to interesting and imaginative chord work, but no actual solos. I repeat, there are no Holdsworth solos on this album. The solo on track 1, Leave `Em On, sounds at first like a Holdsworth solo, but as it proceeds you realise it is actually Jan Hammer doing a keyboard solo with a Holdsworth guitar like synth patch. And you realise this because it is nothing like as interesting in content as a proper Holdsworth guitar solo would be. Track 3, Between the Sheets of Music, includes a very fine solo from violinist Jerry Goodman. But it is not fine enough to mitigate the banality of the `tune' in which it features. The remaining tracks are increasingly lack-lustre. Track 8 with Steve Hackett, Moon Song, is dull and track 10, The Maverick, with Steve Topping, is noisy without being interesting. Of the twelve tracks five are Husband jamming or noodling along with a bassist. All of these are entirely unmemorable, either for their drumming or keyboards, and unfortunately, even for their bass playing. The last of these, Alverstone Jam, features ex-Level 42 bassist, Mark King, and reminds us what a wonderful warm feel the dude has, but we wait in vain for him to be given the chance to let rip and show what he can really do.
So, although I expect some will hate me for saying it, my assessment is; two excellent solos, one convincing composition, and the rest not even fluff. If Husband is going to try this kind of thing again he needs to think much more about form and composition and what music can be beyond a vaguely pleasant noise.