What I find today, as I did years ago at some rave in Illinois, is that Colette’s music is timeless. Had that mixtape survived, I’d still be blasting it on a boom box. Hers is a talent that’s survived evolving formats: mixtapes, to vinyl, to CDs, to MP3s; now vinyl again. Her talent has not only survived changing formats, but also riveted generations of music lovers. And it will play on.