Summer mixes like this are common on all "urban" stations, though 92Q does a better job than most at making them seem special and in some small way, serving the community. They're soundtracking pool parties and trips to Ikea and barbecues and smoking and drinking sessions on the porch and the drives to work for the many, many, many, many, people who don't have Labor Day off or any other day of the weekend off. On Monday, there was a moment when a DJ (maybe Jay Claxton, I can't remember) played Ma$e's 'Breath, Stretch, Shake,' an absurdly great, mumbly rap hit from 2004 pulled along by what sounds like an electronic harpsichord. There were plenty of other "hey, cool" moments like that (when club creeped into the mix or a DJ stacked regional rap hits from the year crunk broke), but that Ma$e moment felt special because well, it was such a small concession, a small diversion from what they usually play that it felt real and lived in, like the DJ just remembered how this song worked a decade ago and thought, "Fuck it" and wanted to see if it would still work. It did.