Title: Geeksturbation with a touch of love
Product review: You can tell that Bromberg is a bass lover, a Jaco lover, a music lover even. So why the hell does he (and he's not alone) produce such an endless catalog of drivel. This is garabge. He is a geek. He has no soul. Someone removed it surgically from him a long time ago, assuming he ever had any. And the music he's producing is the soulless output of a man who has no idea what real R&B, real jazz (not the honkified brand of mainstream crap that passes and has passed for the last 20 years), real music is all about. It makes me angry to listen to him butcher these songs. Jaco's seminal first solo release. These were masterpieces, most of them, and he layers synth and noodling solos over his "interpretations" of the Jaco bass lines, thereby totally decimating the integrity of the melodies, harmonies and musicianship of the original. It's just all gone. Well done, Mr. Bromberg. You've done it again. Man, even his name sounds cheesy. Don't buy this record!
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