1970 was a banner year for the Soft Machine. Their profile amongst the European avant-garde jazz and psychedelic rock communities was raised by a headline-grabbing gig at the Proms, the British music establishment's annual celebration of, in the main, classical and symphonic composition and performance. The Proms was particularly notable for the fright the Softs' audience caused, and the fact that even Wyatt was not allowed in at first because he looked a bit "scummy." The group were also between record dates, with Third in the can and Fourth in process. But by the end of the year, they were touring much less than in previous seasons, and the word was that their gigs were fairly rote (perhaps not surprising, considering how fixed their sets were, as many bootlegs from the period attest).

By this time, the classic quartet of alto saxophonist Elton Dean, organist/electric pianist Mike Ratledge, bassist Hugh Hopper and drummer Robert Wyatt was usually fleshed out in the studio (and at a few concerts) by other musicians—saxophonists Lyn Dobson, Alan Skidmore and Gary Windo augmented Dean, and trombonist Nick Evans and trumpeter Marc Charig (like Dean, culled from Keith Tippett’s group) sometimes joined too. Classically-trained bassist Roy Babbington, who later appeared in Tippett’s Ovary Lodge, often complemented Hopper’s electric delay with fierce arco antics.

Needless to say, the live and studio Softs were different beasts altogether. As interesting as Third, Fourth and Fifth (with drummers Phil Howard and John Marshall replacing Wyatt) are, they lack the lean fire of recordings like Grides. Taped in concert, on October 25, 1970 at Amsterdam’s Concertgebouw, the music was enthusiastically received by a large audience. Ratledge’s organ solos, while as fuzzed-out and technically all over the map as one would expect, are full of glitchy crackle and feedback (maybe something about playing in the home city of the Waisvisz crackle-box), making his work a far surlier endeavor than in other, cleaner settings.

As layered and repetitious as these solos are, Ratledge’s work shows a profound similarity with Terry Riley’s low-end, feedback-organ fantasias, though it is perhaps a tenser and more schizoid variant. Coupled with Hopper’s pliant bass, often swinging between poles of clarity and grunge, and Dean’s effect-enhanced alto and saxello playing (he often utilized contact mikes in concert), the feeling is of time-spanned and layered ascending modes, psychedelic feedback and plasticized rhythmic undertow. And then Wyatt’s drums kick in...

It took me a while to see how Wyatt’s percussive approach fit with the Soft Machine as the group developed into a minimalism and free jazz-inspired, psychedelic rock unit. Phil Howard’s distracted timekeeping and John Marshall’s ham-fisted sashays often seemed to fit perfectly with where the Softs were going, but then again Marshall’s cleanliness didn’t provide the tension that Wyatt’s presence possessed. Wyatt is in no way flashy, but he’s also not all that precise, except when he absolutely needs to be (which is usually when the rest of the band is in danger of hyper-indulgence).

In this incarnation of the group, see-saw effects between several poles—composition and freedom, swing and stasis, clarity and muddy dissonance—are both ragged and ultimately seamless, and Wyatt helps build up the tension. In “Virtually,” as patented rock snare crack emerges in lock-step alongside Dean’s buzzing harmonics and the Hopper-Ratledge stew, Wyatt’s conviction and ability to push the whole thing forward is clearly apparent. “Teeth” is anthemic, with the same hammering Wyatt, while Dean and Ratledge expand and contract the velocity, and the piece contains Dean’s most intense solo of the disc (it just about had me yelling)—an obvious result of Wyatt’s constant upping of the rhythmic ante.