Having read the above reviews, I was expecting to be knocked out by this album; instead it landed me a kid-gloves tap on the jaw. The lack of drums is not compensated for by the effete percussion work, and, oh, how the dexterity and edification of Bruninghaus's piano work are missed! The vocals, too, lend the tracks a lightweight and pop-like feel.Prior to purchasing Fluid Rustle, I had spent three weeks being propelled through the nuanced musical wonderland that is Silent Feet, so perhaps my disappointment was inevitable. Weber is undoutedly a modern-jazz heavyweight, and much of his work is spellbinding, but this particular effort doesn't pack too great a punch.