Why, Billy, why?
Why ask why, right? I bought The Mahavishnu Orchestra’s The Inner Mounting Flame a couple of months ago knowing that I’d be getting my money’s worth of guitar wanking from John McLaughlin. But that would be cool, especially after hearing a song on WPRB one night and hearing that scorching tone I’d loved so much over the years from his work with Miles Davis. The more of that tone the merrier.
I also knew I’d be hearing a lot of fusion noodling from his bandmates, including drummer Billy Cobham. I’d long known of Cobham from years of seeing him on 3 out of every 5 covers of my friend Sethro’s subscription to Modern Drummer, but I only knew his legendary fusion drumming in pass, or more like while running away from guys in the ’70s who tried to play me that stuff.
I had little trouble liking this album, and some of the full-band noodling added up to something cool and unintentionally funny, as seen in this clip of the band playing “Noonward Race”. On the following songs, however, Cobham’s ridiculous chopsmanship is a buzzkill to some otherwise fine hot licks from McLaughlin.
“Vital Transformation”
“Awakening”
Is there a drummer in the house? If so, I ask you Why? Why should Cobham be allowed to overplay the way he does? Who but subscribers to Modern Drummer and non-musician fusion fans who you’d never want to be alone with at a party care to hear all those distracting fills, fills that are counter the core rhythm of the song? Can’t they hold an Olympics for drummers who feel the need to express their chops to this degree?

