Robert started laughing immediately and brings his hand up to try and stop the snorting in his laughter. "You don't know me well enough to say that. Before I went into the Air Force, Rekker and I ran around together with Tom." The laughter calms and Robert shrugs. "He's sensible enough to make it in LA with his own business but he's like the punks in some ways. Belligerent sometimes and arrogant but he's not hard to get along usually."

Robert digs around in the console and pulls out a tape. "I've got this that he wrote recently with some other musicians. Rekker is very focused on the music but he likes the technicality of playing faster notes."

Robert put in a tape with a couple of his brother's songs.

"I'm concerned about him and the punks but the rest should be fine." Then they wouldn't be speaking for a bit because his brother's music was loud and fast.