Reviewed by Tony Cummings

There's a thin line, a VERY thin line, between meditative instrumental music and faceless muzak suitable only for playing at low volume in lifts and waiting rooms. I am pleased to report that despite stunningly unimaginative packaging from Kingsway, this is in the former quality. Mike Haughton (for it is he featured on this album despite the absence of his name on the front sleeve) plays throughout and whether gliding through fluid runs on alto and soprano sax or finding some lyrical lines on flute, shows himself to be a consummate musician able to literally breathe new life into songs from the likes of Michael W Smith, Steven Curtis Chapman and Twila Paris. Maybe he doesn't reach the towering heights of his best work with Iona but Mike still consistently brings soul and elegance to an album which could easily have been tired-musos-playing-for-the-session-fee. It's a shame that Mike is (again quite literally) not given the credit with a reasonable sleeve.

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