Wally doesn't sing too well, but he sings ironic, almost funny, songs about the quirks of modern life. In the first song, he invokes both
Kerouac, and UFOs. This is college dorm, laugh-over-a-beer songwriting; the playing is acceptable, but the lyrics and jokes are predictable. If you are a friend of
Wally, you'll want this CD, but Boston-area songwriter
Jim Infantino covers this same territory with so much more wit and depth that it's not really fair to
Wally. "Wonderful Sex" is the best cut.