After the experimental Engines Of Creation and all its pseudo-techno dance beats, Satch has gone back to what he does best: pure, unadultered, selfish guitar playing. And no-one does it better. More akin to The Extremist or Crystal Planet, this is a superb collection of inventive, beautiful guitar instrumentals.
Like most of Satch's more recent works, it takes a few lisenings before you're "in the zone", and it lacks the immediate thrills of Surfing With Th Alien or Flying In A Blue Dream, but I strongly suspect this is one you'll be finding new andsubtle nuances and delights in, long after the others have become very familiar. The variety shown here is, perhaps, the greatest yet, opening with Satch's typical oriental experimenting in Oriental Melody, moving through Surfing territory (Belly Dancer), Extremist ballade (Starry Night-gorgeous track), 70's prog rock ala Yes (Chords Of Life) and onwards, even including a homage to Bert Weadon (Sleep Walk)! Every track is pure Satriani, yet better, more mature, deeper, and less planned than ever. The production is more honest and the playing more ad lib than before. An after effect of the Joe Satriani album a few years back, perhaps? And it's all topped off with the most beautiful cherry, in the shape of final track You Saved My life. Not so strange, but incredibly beautiful.
Satch isn't Vai, despite the way critics seem so keen to mention the two in the same breath. His music isn't as flash, brash or experimental. More thoughtful, deeper, far more melodic, yes. More for the early hours of the morning than listening to whilst driving. Much as I love Vai's playing and abilities, Satch will always be the best of his kind. He puts so much feel and emotion into his playing, he's not a player to delve into for a quick thrill, but stick with him and you'll never leave. Genius.