Our man Phil chose life when he returned to music after several years of science and physics and data analysis and all that other squaresville smartypants jive. And there’s that degree of hepcat attached to an already accomplished musical talent. Done the salsa trip. Done the Monty Python musical trip. Done the Reefer Madness musical trip. Hell, he’s even done the burlesque trip. He’s pretty nutty . . . which was surely factored in when pickin’ the cat . . . dig? Got some clever music of his own out there circulating the masses, as well. And he’s got a couple sweet-sounding bari horns, for those of you with discerning ears. And, of course, he does the flute trip.