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You'd never think it to look at Paul Pigat, but behind that unassuming grin and underneath those Doc Watson glasses lurks one of the most restless, combustible musical imaginations ever, crammed like so much canned heat, into a single body. Blessed with a jazz man's sheen, a rockabilly heart and a hobo's soul, there aren't many genres of music that don't pull at Pigat's wayfaring imagination like a magnet. Over the last several years this unassuming Vancouver native has quietly compiled a list of credits that would be the envy of anyone in the music business.