Just got to that last track. Talk about memory lane! A major source of jazz for me in those days was those VOA broadcasts, complete with Willis Conover, as in this one. Often late at night, I'd be listening with my ear to the speaker, trying to catch the cool sounds amid static and wandering wavelengths which could deliver a blast of Tchaikovsky during the bass solo. Unlike people born into the stereo era, I remain remarkably tolerant of lo-fi to this day.