Title: Bland, dreary and utterly shameless
Product review: Remember the old agage "too many cooks spoil the broth"? Well, apparently it works in music as well. There's no doubt Portnoy, Petrucci, Rudess, and Levin are masters at their respective instruments, but throw their egos together in an instrumental jam session and their relentless persuit of speedy riffs and long solos sounds so manufactured that it undermines any emotional response from the listener apart from the occasional foot-tap. Take Rachmaninov, strip away the beautiful interplay of piano and symphony and you're left with most of what LTE represents: fast, well-ordered noise which most computers could be programmed to generate. This album does little more than prove that technical perfection alone doth not good music make.
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