Holy shit! This is fucking beautiful! Tony Pucci deserves to be an honorary best friend of The Church for putting this together.

There are so many great moments, but here are the highlights for me:

Altres: No Certainty Attached. Since Toni Braxton's new album tanked and R. Kelly is in the slammer, we must rely on this as the makeout anthem of the year. Seriously, play this track for your special someone and try NOT to get laid. I dare you.

Alton Broussard: Paradox. This is so heroin-drenched it makes the original sound like a straight-edge barbershop quartet.

Daniel Watkins: various. His voice surfaces at all the right moments, the aural equivalent of a velvet smoking jacket draped with a sandpaper scarf.

David Valecci: Pharaoh. This has a ghetto bass that will make your SUV shake like a thugged-out pimpmobile.

Charcoal Ed: Invisible. Water trickling dow--sparkling--smooth sandstone layered in dark caves, reflecting in flashlight glow. From out of nowhere blares an OK Computer.

Hot damn!

More impressions as they surface.

Robert