I suppose if Ronnie Lickers didn't bang three albums out as quickly as he has, his head would explode like a piñata full of broken hearts and candy. It's perhaps easier to look at his rapid three-CD output — culminating with his new "Beggar's Flesh" — as more of a trilogy than as three separate works. I say this because the previous records still need some time to sink in, and perhaps leave him time to grow new material with changes and maturity that I'm sure are right around the bend. That's not to say this stuff is too similar to his previous two works. He has definitely ramped up the urgency on this one within the atmosphere and sadness. Thoughtful, lonesome, hopeful.