I'm an old-school fool who'll steal a 45 (that's a record, son) over a compact disc any night of the week, but when labels push lushly packaged CD compilations encompassing dope, hard-to-find original albums, I can only say, "Um, pretty please?" Such is the case with a long-overdue duo of two-CD sets that illuminate two master musicians who to this day continue to mess up genres... More >>>