Eef Albers in Pyramids, 1987

I wasn't hoping for all that much after Skyrider but surprisingly Albers' best fusionary work turned out to be this album from 1987, a very inauspicious year.  As we all know, crossing the 1980 border usually results in a serious musical decline, getting all the good creative music confiscated away from us by those nasty customs officers-- they're the same in every country, aren't they...  but this case is the exception for it seems Albers saved some of his best ideas for much later.

The track called Marathon I shows a finesse to its progressive keyboard chords that seems so out of place for the late year, recalling the best of the Manfred Schoof oeuvre I've posted here and there before:





And surprisingly the whole album continues in the same vein, with no compromising positions or fuzak throwaways to feed to those commercial wolves, or perhaps rather-- headless chickens...

Like, what happened, Eef?  You forgot what year it was?