It's intriguing to compare Vitous' solo effort with Pastorious' Word Of Mouth, recorded barely five years later. The former was cut shortly after the bassman had rancorously left Weather Report, the latter while Pastorious was still in his pomp with the band. At first Vitous seems intent on cutting all ties with Zawinul and co. Yet, ironically by doing so he finds himself following contemporary fashion rather than, as Pastorious did, finding his own voice. The title ‘Synthesizers Dance’ gives it away: as with much of the album, it drowns in swathes of synth, doubtless influenced by Corea's love affair with them. Onike's singing likewise echoes RTF's dabblings in cosmic vocals. Vitous ties the synth washes to some uninspired funk beats, notably on the opening ‘Basic Laws’ which never climbs out of its sub-Sly Stone groove. Even drearier is ‘New York City's’ disco fantasia. Oh, Donna Summer, come back, all is forgiven. Luckily Vitous would later remember he was a bassist and one of the best.