Quality: 5 out of 5
Trip-O-Meter: 5 out of 5
Tony Scott was a bop artists throughout the 1950's but he seemed to have lost the plot by the mid-60's. Fortunately, he did so in the best way possible, and stumbled into the sounds of the sitar after a 1964 flirtation with traditional Japanese musicians. Unlike many of the sitar laden albums of the late 60's, and in spite of the cover art, there is nothing particularly exploitative about this date. What we get is a great, likely improvised fusion of prime Indian drones and jazz flute skipping a path along more exotic scales.
Featuring only sitar and flute, the general timbre of the tracks are quite similar. As the cover states, this is meditative music. Both instrumentalists are masters, however, and the melodic variations speak of a lively duet of gurus on the wild mountainside. A tabla would have been nice in a spot or two, but these tunes are of a strict duet nature. I don't know if there's much use going through individual tracks. I've been listening to this for years straight through and have never really brought my magnifying glass to the proceedings. All of this flows downstream as a whole.
This album is a fascinating and enjoyable early example of the world's music seeping through Stateside. Tony Scott was a few steps ahead of the game. This is more Indian than jazz, but Scott's fine flute playing brings just a touch of a midnight, rain-
swept Chicago alley to the proceedings and managed an album that is quite wonderful.