The comparison of this coupling to Jim Hall and Bill Evans is not a facile one. Heinen's piano and Kitchman's clean lines share with their illustrious predecessors a love of melody, a shared sense of unhurried space and a warm kinship that gifts the listener an undefinable intimacy. It's all there in the lustrous ‘Snowed in with Cedar Walton’, whose title says it all really. A time-stood-still ballad, embued with a colour and confidence that Walton himself would appreciate, it's contemplative but never noodly: the guitar and piano gently to and fro, asking questions, challenging, but always trusting, waiting for the surprise. But between the compositions run improvised interludes: ‘Electric Storm’ is a jagged little rash of a song, in vivid contrast to the controlled ecstasy of the appropriately monickered ‘Bliss’.

Actually, maybe those Evans and Hall comparisons aren't so appropriate. Heinen and Kitchman very much have their own voices, their own world. And we are welcomed in to relish it.