It's as much about the minimal effort to produce such astounding colorful themes as it is the casual "got it in my back pocket" coolness that comes through everyone's hands and feet; the movement is the message. Just watch Lenny's hands--and keep in mind he's yet another lefty on a right-side kit: compact efficient simple effort makes a big sound. Or Stanley's dancing-on-a-pinhead speed on bass, jumping with deer-like quickness up and down the neck.
The Mahavishnu Orchestra, whom I dearly love as well, were more frenetic and explosive, but I'll swap that difference in velocity for Chick Corea's ability to turn the keyboard of choice into everything from a gently flowing liquid murmur of notes that hover like mist on a lake to a spicy hot acoustic piano's jazz grind. And I'll take a fair swap for Jan Hammer's synthesizer for Al's flamenco guitar runs. (Plus, Al could easily match chops with John M.).
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