I have so many albums and of such a wide variety of genres and artists {I wouldn't be surprized if that was the case for most of us, certainly in terms of artists} that whatever I'm listening to at any given point doesn't really say anything mystical or wonderful about me, I'm afraid. For what it's worth, the last thing I listened to was by Andrae Crouch, three albums from the 70s - "Soulfully" (outstanding), "Take me back" (very average) and "Finally" (brilliant). The tape was filled out with the track 'A ridiculous man' by T Bone Burnett.