Very true dat
I once saw Jim Lampi demonstrating his skills at playing the stick (essentially a bodiless guitar played a bit like a keyboard) outside a music shop in London, going through some Quincy Jones, some Henri Mancini and some other stuff I liked.

The CD I bought on the spot turned out to be an hour's worth of New Age, ambient fusion jazz bollocks written by Mr. Lampi himself, and totally unlistenable.
( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Fri 31 Dec 2010, 13:49, Reply)