It’s pretty ostentatious to name what, to my knowledge, is your debut album Greatest Hits Vol. 3&4. Not only is there a certain amount of hubris in trying to fabricate a mythology, but you put a lot of stock in the music being, in fact, the greatest of your hits. I can’t really attest to the latter, as I have no measure of comparison to any other volumes, but I might’ve chosen a name a bit less auspicious. The music is a little scattered, covering a lot of ground between radio alt-dude chill-out songs and guitar shreds, but the vocals may prove a sticking point for some. While not bad, there is certainly a Scott Weiland kind of thing going on here, if a bit more nasally, which may not be for everyone.