This album grows on you each time you play it. Put it on your CD player or iPod and simply sit back and enjoy. Steve Gadd's staid, subtle performance throughout is a testament to his ability to let the music speak for itself with a total lack of hubris.
A wise octogenarian once said, "Don't be possessed by your possessions." Actually she said it last weekend, when she invited me to her new "stuff shop," a spot she had rented for a month to try to make a dent in the dispersal of her long-collected ephemera.
Between gifts and post-holiday blow-out sales, the list of stuff we really, truly don't need will burgeon. And even though we can live without half of it (if not way more), it seems there's something about stuff--sheer stuff -- that rivets us.