Flaming smoker, snug like fav jeans washed. Magisterial bruce, mystically ascendant feelings. Hot nite

Far out Eyes>Picasso>Fingers>Saint... tremendous group effort. Flying colors, this version is wow. Painterly seeping aged beauties, glorious texture

insistent and hard edged, and paradoxically, pillowy with the 2-keyboard whammy. Every bust out is special

hyper doinky fairy tale. Inspired. Counterpoint

Plenty hot... got that x factor on this tour for sure, crackling and locking like puzzle pieces

excellent one, jammed out and haunting

this one isn't rushed to be over with, attention to details!! Just cats slingin lines and licks across the room, across the north pole railroad transfigurational religious journey

rounded and loaded, really nice one. Another major yet low key east coast gig.

Habanero cerebral mercury opal meditation on maelstrom winds in the heart's home. Botched transition -Don't be scared. - to a gloriously fluid and tight slip, fountainous eruption of stoically gorgeous garage thrall. Tiger 10000 mph, polychordal pillows of silk form pastrami for the devils to toast their streams of consciousness terraforming the dome and floor. Houston would you like to switch to pleasure bar mode in premium class? Drones doing alpine parkour through deserts in all universes in an indistinguishable simultaneity coaxed into mundanity so as to feel as if flying through rainbow gullies, dunes, caves and such. Magnificent glorious winged machines flutter to new horizons. Baptizing balsam clogged mud boggin' hitch hikin' zip linin' leanto lake side ferry crystalline Franklin's. Frantic, lean and silly putty linkage of simple flight and ambidextrous direct emotion. Organization of communication on the rise

cowboy jer and poetic urban delivery, as if washed clean in the garbage rain of the park