Monday blues

When Cassandra Wilson sings "you don't know what love is until you know the meaning of the blues," I, for one, am tempted to buy it. I bought Wilson's "Blue Light 'Til Dawn" on sale for $9.99 anyway. I'm happy I did. Bluesy jazz or jazzy blues (What difference?) from a genre-straddling gal with a fine set of pipes, including two gutsy, improvised Robert Johnson covers. Me and the devil think it's sensual, sophisticated, soulful music to drink by.