While listening to these eclectic musicians I find myself drifting. I can’t even explain what, where, when, or even how their sound effects me. It’s rather relaxing but electric. I have nothing but high hopes for Speek, Whuzi, Carmen, and Essay Real. Together, I see, “After The Smoke,” leaving a cloud of hustle rose behind. There foundation is concrete, deadly, and beautiful all in one experience. Show, “After The Smoke,” some love.