Ex-NFL offensive lineman Allen indulges in electro-jazz chill a la Massive Attack as far as all the subdued breakbeating he ladles out, and much of the record pegs the prog-o-meter, thanks mostly to dizzying time signatures that would give Neil Peart a headache. Only real complaints are owed to the freestyle jams, where a lack of experience with keyboard scale runs is evidenced, if not enough to inspire embarrassed cringes from his old football groupies. Order at Tower Records
