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On Blinks, the listener hears the Steve Lacy group winning one of these games (kicking ass and taking names, as a friend of mine puts it), caught live 1983 in the big hall at the Rote Fabrik, Zürich. The band plays with such simultaneous togetherness and fire; they've already well-past cleared the ground and taken off as a cohesive ensemble, passed “stiff” period by, able to prod, push, surprise even itself. Just to hear Lacy take over soloing from Potts on “Blinks,” like some Hendrix sharpened tendril of feedback: aggressive, interceptive, but continuous. Model of collectivity, balancing trust and risk. — John Corbett, Chicago 1997