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A confusing, collaborative stew of improvisational musicians who have the energy and pacing of a good rock or folk outfit, the feel of a Pacific Rim thundergod orchestra, and the chops and sense of timing one only finds in free jazz. The London-via-Sheffield duo, here expanded to a four-piece lineup, creates a heady, expressive environment, scuttling dishpans in the rain and whatnot, or sculpting a narcotic, high-pitched drone … you get the picture. Chora isn’t out to play anyone else’s games but their own, and the greater implications of that logic spells out an audacious template for rewriting a generation out of the bald old men corners of UK free music, and into something that sounds as fresh as the codgers did back in ‘67 or so. Ecstasy and rapture fuel this sesh, so get near and feel the vibes comin’ off of this minibus. 250 copies. - Doug Mosurock