A pianist working through his own language, neither showing off nor holding back.
The first thing you notice is space. There's air around every note. Duke's left hand anchors chords that don't rush, and the right hand moves with intent but no hurry—this is a player thinking in real time, not executing a predetermined script. The textures shift between bright electric piano moments and deeper, more introspective passages where the sound becomes almost orchestral, even though it's just him and the keyboard. No rhythm section to push him along, no horns to answer back. Just the decision-making of one musician over several hours.
Released in Europe on MPS Records in 1978 as The Dream, this collection represents Duke working as a soloist at a point when his career had already touched multiple worlds—funk, fusion, R&B session work. Here there's no need to fit into anyone else's framework. The playing ranges from loose, exploratory passages that feel like he's still discovering what he wants to say, to tighter, more composed pieces where the architecture is clear. It's not flashy in the way some keyboard records are; this is honest rather than impressive, which is often the better choice.
The album didn't get wide distribution until North America picked it up under a different title in 1982, long after it was recorded. AllMusic gave it four stars out of five—recognition that despite its low profile, there's real substance here. It sits quietly in Duke's catalog: not the album people reach for first, but worth finding if you want to hear what happens when a skilled musician gets completely alone with his instrument and lets the time pass however it needs to.