Can you imagine?

It's two o'clock in the morning. You're sitting in your apartment in Paris, watching the city sleep in the cold night air, an orangish glow wrapped around it. Off in the distance, the twinkling lights of the Eiffel Tower. You grab a drink, turn on the radio to TSF Jazz, and out comes Johnny Hartman crooning away to Ain't Misbehaven. You put your feet up, take a sip, breathe deeply, and wonder if such a beautiful moment can come again. Yes, it always does.

If you've never heard Johnny Hartman, you'll missing one of the great voices. You have to listen to him.