I listen to this Miles Davis cover of "It Never Entered My Mind" over and over. He recorded it in the fifties and lots of other people have covered that song but I love this lush, tender version the best (I also like it better than the version he did with Bill Evans on piano). It's so different from his later stuff, like the Bitches Brew album,where there's a lot going on under the surface and it leads to a kind of perfect storm at the end. This early performance is so much simpler than that. It seems to come from such a yearning place, and it shows such a pure, sad, beautiful lust for melody.