Temperature, "a lot" of bacon, grasp on reality, appetite for pattern -- it's all on a scale. You may say flashy mashup of the rings of Shins and the weavings of Toms (or you may say, Who carried this cloth-shod man here and set him on this bench? because those are not the neoprene Toms) but to this dude, it's a quiet look. Subdued. While photo skills are also relative and mine normally fall in the red/dangerous sector, this head-ectomy was at his request, and I feel I executed really really well. So to speak.