Noy, excuse the pun, is most annoying. There's so much to enjoy about this live album. There's a rawness to its live presence that captures Noy's sheer glee at playing and a love of the guitar's many voices. Kicking off mainly from material on Twisted Blues, it's blues forms that largely underwrite his songs. Yet it's precisely the feel and touch, the humanity and passion of the blues that Noy evades: technically he's a wizard, his control of special effects boggling yet even as he builds his cathedrals of sound, they are curiously empty. Noy can do the Stevie Ray swang thang as on ‘Whole Tone Blues’, or get down and dirty as on ‘Slow Grease’ or funk it up on ‘Freedom Jazz Dance’, in fact the man can pull out every stunt going, but oh, for the grunt of Billy Jenkins arm wrestling a wail of a chord. Mbappé and Weckl are the perfect sidemen for the project, never missing a beat but never making your heart skip one either.