Allen Hinds invites us to his home on a rainy L.A. day to drink some coffee and smell some whiskey. An accomplished touring and session guitarist with an incredible list of previous employers and collaborators, Allen is now enslaved by two mind-controlling house cats who keep forcing him to release his own projects, much to the world’s delight. Allen gets a little apocalyptic. Laurel Canyon gets a little rain. Everyone gets a little whiff of peat.