Tonight I was spinning East coasting (remastered) by Charles Mingus? Makes my whole damn house disappear. I think Wayne worked up some funny engineering in there, because I swear cuban cigar smoke and the essence of gin and tonic wafts out of those ports everytime I play the right recording. Like I'm in this club in 1950's New York. This disc isn't up to todays uber slick standards, but it's got that something... These speaks have atmosphere down.

Anyone care to comment on other recordings to Pi by. I could stand to get turned on to even more great music, or reminded of something orphaned to the bottom shelf long ago, how 'bout you? Any genre. Good, bad, or ugly. Might be cool if you say why you like it.

Thomas