Chalk Dust becomes fuel for a thunderous full burn by the rhythm section which propels the improv irrepressibly forward, arcing through low earth orbit by way of a brief "Stash" tease and yet beyond, the band shedding stages, pushes into a space where relative motion becomes obscured and transmissions are sent and received without atmospheric interference.

Rather than merely glancing toward the rafters, Trey rides the band to the starry realm of The Muse and back, splashing down triumphantly.