You are timeless in an era in which the "rise to stardom and fall to has-been status" cycle is merely a few months. Like the finest of wine, you age well and the familiar analog hiss of your earlier recordings is a safe refuge from all the autotuned garbage that record labels have been churning out for years already. You instantly bring me back to a time of suits, ties and fedora hats when I'm surrounded by laziness and vulgarity. You are understated and classy in a loud and trashy world. I take comfort in knowing that you are made of so many sub-genres that I don't have enough of this lifetime to hear all you have to offer and that my ears will never be bored. Thank you! — I dare you to Listen to "St. Thomas" by Sonny Rollins and not tap your foot or snap your fingers to the rhythm