Ryley Walker is an amazing guitarist. Few dispute that. However, some may not realize how quirky his sensibilities are. The Walker album that I’m most familiar with is 2015’s Primrose Green. I’m a sucker for almost anything with a neo-psychedelia vibe. As many have noted, the spirit of Tim Buckley is rich on the album, and if you haven’t heard it, Primrose Green is very much worth your time. It’s ambitious, elegant, cerebral, literate, and sophisticated.
However, unknown to me until today, Walker has an even more quirky side. His first two releases were cassette tape only American Primitive recordings. The first of which was a bit of an ode to John Fahey. A guitarist to whom Walker is often compared. He followed the cassettes up with a vinyl only release with three tracks. The cassettes came out in 2011, the vinyl in 2013. Which brings us to the subject of today’s release.