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Young pounds his Hammond with startling intensity, augmented by James “Blood” Ulmer’s acid guitar licks, Sonny Fortune’s sax shrieking, and about a dozen percussionists they perhaps found in the park. As dense as Bitches Brew and as explosive as Tony Williams’ Emergency!, this is jazz-funk to welcome extraterrestrials by. Todd Hitchcock