Imagine, if you will, that you're inside of a small, dark and smoky jazz club sometime around 1959. It's 2 a.m. and there's maybe six other people in the crowd at the most, so the trio on stage is taking the opportunity to experiment. The upright bass player and the drummer are flawlessly providing the rhythm, but it's the guitar player who's really stealing the show. Watching him, you're reminded of Les Paul. Or maybe of Carl Perkins or Hank Garland. In the end it's all futile, because while the man on stage has certainly been influenced by all of those folks and more, he's created his own unique style that is eerily familiar, yet excitingly fresh.