Trilok Gurtu’s discography is not short of great moments. A consummate percussionist whose music is conceptualised around the ethos of ‘no barriers’ has meant his recordings present a constantly shifting palette of musical and rhythmical colours. However, when considering his recordings en toto what emerges is an artistic vision with no coherent line of development. This is not helped by players coming and going on every album so any fruitful line of discovery – those ‘great moments’ on his albums — have never been a source of building a coherent musical direction. Gurtu’s apparent belief that ‘no barriers’ means a set of rhythmic approaches that could be applied indiscriminately to any musical situation might seem to sit well with those who embrace the notion that jazz can be made from anything, but the result is a kind of eclecticism-for- the-sake-of-eclecticism that does not appear to have any rational or aesthetic underpin. Crazy Saints – Live presents a piano trio with a percussion rather than a drum chair. However, Goyone is not a pianist whose playing stands up to concert length scrutiny. He lacks a distinctive voice of his own and, on the evidence of these tracks, possesses a limited imagination. Even when he does try and get airborne he is often blown off course by Gurtu’s rhythmic interventions that make impossible any notion of building a coherent line.