How come none of you cats and dogs, out there in your musical dead zones, have ever had the pleasure and privelage to sit back, relax, kick your slippers off, central heating on full,pipe in mouth....smouldering,large Gin and tonic,..with ice...and focus upon the soul penetrating echoes and blends of NUYORICAN SOUL......WAKE UP,WAKE UP,WAKE UP...!..I am the black gold of the sun.