This set left me feeling ambivalent. The band on stage was immensely talented but they didn't gel for me. I have written before about my own negative reaction to endless jazz solos. So that was already a turn off for me. Secondly, a lot of the extended ones came from keyboard player James Hill. His love of complicated, atonal solos didn't seem to fit to songs that were more rock or funk. Suphala's fine tabla playing seemed almost an afterthought. Local outfit Autorickshaw does a better synthesis of jazz and Indian drumming. So I appreciated the more straight-forward, rock numbers including during the encore when Grantis invited local friends to sing including SATE.
But other people obviously enjoyed the show more than me. There was one gentleman who yelled his appreciation almost non-stop between songs (and sometimes during them). Others were less
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