Slightly Cosmopolitan

Is how I feel as The New Yorker put out a list of the top 100 essential jazz recordings. I was prepared to be bewildered, but, to my surprise, I found that the majority of them were recordings that I listen to quite frequently. Check me out. Of course my list would read: Mingus, Mingus, Migus, Mingus, Mingus, Mingus, Jelly Roll Morton, Django Reinhardt, Mingus Mingus. But that's just me.