This old gent in the scarlet smoking jacket is my personal favorite of all the Commercial Street entertainers. I had been worried. I hadn't seen him all year but then on Saturday while approaching the Blas� I heard the familiar phasey swirl of sound. His musical forte is Epic Ambient Improvisational Excursions--sonic journeys that could shame most analog synth-toting Scandinavians. He uses every lavish sound that his silver Casio can deliver--and some moments sound more like a locust swarm than music--but always underneath all the abstract texture are the signs of a solid proficency and fluency and you realize he could bust into the 'Maple Leaf Rag' at any moment. But he never does.