js Fans of Miles' 'Bithches Brew' might want to check out this album that sounds like Brew's angrier more aggressive amphetimine fueled half-brother. This album presents four nights of Miles' band playing more or less the same medly made up of Davis's loose themes from Brew and earlier scources, but each night is entirely different. When Davis decided to hit the road with his Brew material, he had to reduce his huge sprawling band down to only seven members. It was the choice of band members that ended up determining the future sound and approach of these live jams. Drummer DeJohnette, bassist Holland, and keyboardist Corea had a repore with each other that would continue for many albums after they split from Davis. To his credit, organist Jarrett had also worked a lot with DeJohnette and does a great job of blending with Corea. It is often hard to tell where one's playing ends and the other's begins. In the hands of these four core musicians the loose meandering Grateful Dead inspired jams of Brew are replaced with a much more aggressive Cream/Hendrix approach to rock improv that often builds into avant-garde chaos ala Coltrane, Sun Ra and Archie Shepp. Inbetween these highly charged rhythmic assaults Miles places his usual quiet tense Stochhausen inspired moments before all hell breaks loose again.

In the 70s I listened to this album constantly, but how does it hold up to today's standards. Like a lot of brilliant music from the 70s this album is a bit indulgent and overdone. Miles' trumpet screams that used to carry so much emotion back then now seem a little too obvious and lacking in subltlety. On later albums like 'Agharta' and 'Get up with it', Miles would find a more effective subtle approach in his attempt to play 'rock' trumpet. Still, when the rhythm section is rocking and Corea and Jarrett are laying down furious diminished scales and harsh electronically distorted chords, it is hard to think of another jazz-rock jam with this much rock aggression and avant-garde jazz creativity.

Each of these four performances ends with Miles coming out of the chaos to play a classic corny blues ending, his way of sarcasticly telling the world he was not going to be classified as a 'jazz musician' any longer.

Sean Trane Following BB's success, Clive Davis (the Columbia label owner) decided to record a bunch of concerts of Miles' different concert following BB's release. And quite a bit of these recordings surfaced to make their own releases: amongst them : Live - Evil (my fave), MD At Fillmore, Black Beauty, Message Of Love.. Just to name some of the legit ones. Recorded in the Fillmore East (that's NYC) on June 17th, the sets are probably among the least accessible Miles that year., made from four improvisations between 22 and 28 minutes-long, named inaptly Wednesday to Saturday miles, leading the rookie to think this was recorded over four days. But these improvs never received any names and Miles gave goofy names, even suggesting that night's technician to "call it anything". The album came as a double Lp gatefold with a centrefold of Miles lying down with his trumpet on a round bed of furs; I bet more than a few females would've paid to be on that picture.

If I said that this album was one of the least accessible , but it's maybe because of the line-up (Jarrettt, Holland and DeJohnette together n MD album), but the music is not just improvised with the odd dissonance here and there, (as it was on IASW or BB,), but now the improv are frankly dissonant and even almost reaching some free-jazz atonal improv, but not quite (it never gets to Pharoah Sanders's FJ). All four tracks have moments when they went "over the top", so it's hard to pinpoint if there is one track more accessible than the other three. For me, it's all the same, it's was that night's experimentation, and IMHO, it probably wasn't their most inspired performance. And while I fully understand why these performances were released (they represented one of the darkest side of miles' music), this MDAF is certainly not the ones I would recommend.