A wide gulf often separates a composer's intent in the creation of his/her work and a listener's interpretation upon hearing it. While musicians try to capture or convey a certain sound, mood, spirit or energy in their recorded work, they can't control the environment and circumstances surrounding a consumer's exposure to it, and pianist Tom Wetmore seems to understand this better than most. Wetmore's self-penned liner notes shrewdly allude to this issue and, rather than spell out what he's trying to do, he simply presents his music, allowing the listener to bathe in his art and take what they want from the experience.

While no two people will hear this—or any album—the same way, calling this a nine-song program of hard-to-categorize songs delivered by a tight, yet flexible, plugged-in ensemble leaves little room for argument. The two guitars-plus-saxophone(s) frontline may conjure thoughts of recently deceased drummer