For those into sounds from the deep dungeons of the soul jazz underground, the 2nd quarter of 2015 looks promising. Out of its mist come The Soul Investigators in a slick red convertible, featuring a mean flautist riding shotgun, a position we Finns like to call the seat for those in fear. The velvet smooth winds emanate from none other than Jimi Tenor, a person some might even describe as a renaissance man. The sufficiently psychedelic jazzier exercise -Vulture s Prayer- should get your mind wondering into a turn of the 70s London, featuring a hippy gone bad, smacked out in furs in a hedonistic basement bacchanal, just before discovering himself at the opening desert scene of the -Holy Mountain-. Flipping the disc over to -Bad Vibrations- we find ourself in a more funkier urban setting, possibly at a Yusuf Lateef inspired bar session in Chicagos South Side. Don t know, why they call them bad, because they sound so good. Better get yourself a slice and why not even a second helping.