When I cleaned the crib.....

My mother was into Hip Hop, early, LL, Slick Rick, Run-DMC ish....my grandmother, was jazz. She was Frank, & Miles, and Coltrane. She use to tell me about the days she use to go to jazz bars and listen to it for hours. She's the original artist in my family, photography and painting, and sculpting, she's dope. While I was growing up this was my saturday morning music, blasting throughout the crib while she revisted those memories, the love of the music, the same love she gave to me. Now, every so often, when I really just want to chill, I play some of this....and it still does the trick....