A clattering, squalling hot-sidewalk surround-sound experience more than an “album,” Miles Davis’s 1972 masterpiece drops you into its world without warning and never offers a road map or a lifeline once in its 55-minute running time. The horns and guitars honk like drivers stuck in a traffic jam as percussion ticks, rattles and crashes all around in a disorienting, dubby storm. You’ll hear a new sound every time you listen.

– Phil Freeman