J. Walker's sensibilities for gnarly soul, fuzzed-out funk and punk gets kicked up here by the brass and bass of a cookin' Beehive-built band. These three songs augment Walker's awareness of guys like Lou Reed, Danny Kroha, Sly and Mick Collins. Or something. Walker's taste, though probably best tagged between the funk and the punk, go everywhere, really, (just like his guitar shredding). See beehiverecording.com.