First impressions of this album are not good. The front cover shows a well-oiled female body whose pink G-string, with the words Joia imprinted in diamonds, covers the bare essentials. In fact, one would be forgiven in thinking that we had gone back to the days of Mötley Crüe, poodle perms and designer Miami Vice suits. It’s a bad cover and whoever thought of it should be shot (not that I normally advocate violence of any type). The music inside represents the glitzy background diner music of Miami’s über trendy Joia restaurant. It’s exotic in the same vein as Claude Challe, bordering on new age, a la Claude, and full of hip down-tempo kitsch electronica…a la Claude. There are some good tunes in here from the likes of Jazzanova, Afterlife, and Mr. Untel, but overall the music is a depressing indication of the kind of new age world drivel that threatens to undermine any kind of progress that global fusion has made in recent years. This is one restaurant compilation that should only be available to its affluent clientele, and then only by being given away free with lunch. Overall ‘Chill out in Miami’ represents a depressing trend that needs to stop.