I went to the Lincoln Center Tower Records last night to cash in the gift certifcate that was putrifying in my wallet. After unsuccessfully trying to find a couple of CD releases of albums from my childhood (Chick's 'Mad Hatter' and Tete Montoliu's trio album with Niels and Toody Heath), I set off for the classical section to see what Edgar Meyer they might have. The classical section at this Tower is in it's own room as the classical folks must feel at unease mingling with the jazz folks that make up the remainder of the floor. This part tickled me as I passed into the even more air conditioned segment of the store. I look around a minute and am soon accosted by a guy in his late 30's with long, curly and carefully swept-back hair, his Farrah pants hoisted quite a ways over his sizeable gut and held in place with a narrow dress belt, who asks me if I need any help. I ask where I might find Edgar Meyer's releases. He pauses from in moment, apparently not recognizing Edgar's name at all, and then asks what piece I might be looking for. I share my surprise that they don't have their collection indexed by performer and only by composer. He sniffs and says, "Well, I don't think that we have Edgar Meyer in this section as he would really be a Bluegrass artist." To which I replied, "The cello suites are in the Bluegrass section?" "He played the bass transcriptions of the cello suites?", he spat down his nose. "Well, kinda.", I replied "The first was in the original key of G, I believe, and he did the 5th in B instead of A because of the tuning he uses, and of the second I'm unsure." He again sniffs audibly (where do they learn that how to do that?), tells me that maybe he has heard those, hands me a couple of the hillbilly CD's, gives me an unapproving look and swishes away to his next show. If it rains, he'll most certainly drown.