(a review, some years old, now something to fresh up memory) E.S.T. were surely a great band that knew how to keep “suspense” high. Nevertheless, with albums like “Tuesday Wonderland” they approached a degree of perfection that was impressive, but at the same time implied a problem: the music could become a formula, a well-done melange of modern piano jazz, raw rock energies and classical undertones. They had reached a point, where you could have said: “Well, I have a notion what their next album would sound like!” You couldn’t be more wrong. “Leucocyte” grew out of a marathon-session-time in an Australian studio. It is an album that takes every possible risk: it is definitely their most radical piece of music: wild, enigmatic – and, most of all, unpredictable! I was stunned when I heared it for the first time, and I was even more stunned and blown away when I had listened twice! This will be a masterpiece in jazz history (if you give the term “jazz” a wide reaching definition including big spaces, zones of emptiness and psychedelic wonder!). The pieces nearly float into one another, with muscular grooves, discomforting zones of danger, and, sounds strange to say, a nearly otherworldly beauty!
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