Allen’s new rhythm section is youthful—Cacioppo is 33, Kenselaar just 25—and they go hard. Early in the trio’s set, Cacioppo takes a solo that explodes with a furious energy, but is filtered with precision. His sticks dance across the snare and tom, leaving sonic craters in their wake, as he stares ahead with the impassivity of an assembly-line worker snapping parts together. Later, when Cacioppo suddenly lets his mouth fall open and his tongue loll nearly to his collar, it’s so startling it’s almost hilarious. |