Musical Options: Dig it.

My daddo used to call it Acid Jazz –– the kind of noodle-y, endlessly rifting, plink-plinking recordings that feel like the soundtrack to a bad date.

It's why I often think I just don't like jazz.

Full disclosure: also not a fan of long Phishy jams, either.

But then there's Nina Simone, Ella Fitzgerald, and Melody Gardot.

It's a beautiful world.