The group‘s lustral, emotion-loaded music - and indeed, the savage volume level at which it is administered - rules out neutral fence-sitting. You‘re either for these musicians and the directions they represent, or against them, it seems to me. Indifference is not an option. Personally I still consider the group‘s emergence a sort of 7th-Cavalry-to-the-rescue scene in the final reel of The Story Of Free Jazz (an image often underlined by the call-to-arms of Shannon Jackson‘s snare drum and Brötzmann‘s charging horns.)