ENG Audiophile Audition, Jan P. Dennis (nov.2009)

The only thing that prevents this magnificent disc from achieving five stars is the rather self-indulgent final eight-and-one-half minutes of Fender Rhodes doodling by leader Previte. What we’ve got here is the full flowering of Previte’s thick noir vision adumbrated on Set the Alarm for Monday. Somehow, his European (plus French Canadian keyboard master Benoit Delbecq) band nails Previte’s dark Nathaniel West-cum-Dashiel Hammett vision even more succinctly than that displayed by the fine band on his prior disc.
Everything works magnificently to evoke the most serious nourish nightmare imaginable: certainly, this is the aural equivalent of Polanski’s darkly deliquescent masterpiece, Chinatown. Yes, Previte’s vision defines and anchors this music, but the genius of Benoit Delbecq, exclusively on Fender Rhodes, plus the edgy playing of Italian trombone enfant terrible, Gianluca Petrella, and the sick soloing of the relatively unknown sax master, Wolfgang Puschnig, bring it to life. There’s a plodding inevitability, a strangely attractive numbing certainty, all over this music that drags even the most reluctant listener into uncharted precincts of dark felicity: doom fairly leaps from the digital bits.
Music fetched from the deepest depths of demented Western dreams gone awry; haunting, essential, scarily beautiful.