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JT Notes: Editor Evan Haga Introduces the May 2016 Issue

To have and to hold

Just as a cinephile might consider projection options for the home theater he or she will never be able to afford, I’ve spent far too many train rides daydreaming about a dedicated listening room that exists only in the Land of Oz. Fellow jazz obsessives, you know the sort: audiophile turntable that could be traded for a used car; speakers positioned in their thoroughly tested sweet spots; hardwood shelving built into the walls, packed with vinyl and CDs organized by record label; an Eames lounge chair with matching ottoman.

As with most things, reality hasn’t measured up. I live among modest gear in a cramped Queens apartment stuffed to the gills with CDs and books, plus a storage unit whose rental payments have eclipsed the value of its contents 1,000 times over. For a while, this constant, unwinnable struggle to catalogue gave me a different aspiration: to rent one of those clutterless hypermodern pads exclusive to cellphone commercials and CSI: Miami. I could control all of my music through an iPad and wouldn’t have to dust ever again. My girlfriend wouldn’t have to live between boxes of Blue Note promos at the world’s shabbiest performing arts library.

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