For his second CD asserts himself further as a composer of modern organ based music, a monstrous improvisor, and one who milks the Hammond B-3 sound for all it's worth. Detroit guitarist and drummer round out this exciting trio, as they romp through ten of 's originals and the odd ditty, At his most frantic, wails with wigged out madness. The bluesy hot bop title track with fleet and sweet guitar-organ unison, stinging single lines from , and tasteful trading of eights indicates only the beginning. The jumpy, frantic melody of the waltz leaps like a panther, punctuated by equally quick guitar chords. Most like from an orchestral, expansive standpoint, the tribute to is guitar lead while holds spacious, zen-like notes that drive deep and burn blue. Even a ballad like has reaching for more notes, more empty space to fill in deeper pockets of resonant chamber granite. On the spookier side, the underground is lit up on the stealth carrying a gargantuan flood light searching for hidden treasure with more unison melodies. There are some easier swingers and but he mostly goes for the jugglar, whether hitting bossa strides on the tune and perhaps charbroiling the straight jingle bell blues groove biscuit or torching a mile square block with the blowing tune As much as is a great presence and the sound of his organ is rough hewn and nerve rattling, the way it should be, more than cover the spread, espcecially the unsung drummer (check some of your old sides.) The combination is irresistable, and provides many high points for this B-3-ist and his excellent combo. No doubt, they continue to crank 'em out. ~ Michael G. Nastos