solo sat before a few computer screens; his voice sounded like one you hear on the radio at 2 a , telling you about miles davis or charlie parker smooth, a little smoky the room across the hall was stacked with vinyl and turntables he recalled the music from back in the day, the time of black-and-white tv, fire hoses and police dogs; the era when martin luther king jr ended his march from selma below the steps of the state capitol in montgomery, w a statue of jefferson davis, the president of the confederacy, still stands