Demonic...yeah...that's about it. And try as I might.... I mean, this type stuff was right in there with the first jazz I got into back in 9th grade and shit, and some of it, like Maynard & Woody, I never got really bent out of shape over liking it, but Buddy...man, his shit "swings" but is in no way relaxed or otherwise conducive to what I want out of life, and therefore music. So for the longest, I avoided it, paid it its fullest props because it deserved it, but otherwise...
And yet, just this weekend, I went out and bought two Buddy Rich PJ CDs, brought'em home, and was fascinated at what I heard. It might not be what I want out of life, but damn, there's some kind of primal power there, real power, and...
I dunno.