My deepest sympathies... But I can't agree with that. There were two albums that turned me on to jazz as a teenager. A Love Supreme was one of them. (The other was the Charlie Mingus album Black Saint and the Sinner Lady.)
A Love Supreme more invigorating than laid-back classics like Miles Davis's Kind of Blue, and the harmonies of the first two cuts are grounded enough that nothing is lost from not knowing the original standards. (A lot of jazz is hard to approach today because the context is lost -- nobody knows the tunes or can follow the chord changes, so you can't feel the tension and everything sounds like undirected noodling. The experience is analogous to listening to a remix without knowing the original).
A Love Supreme is literally the first jazz album I recommend to people.
A Love Supreme more invigorating than laid-back classics like Miles Davis's Kind of Blue, and the harmonies of the first two cuts are grounded enough that nothing is lost from not knowing the original standards. (A lot of jazz is hard to approach today because the context is lost -- nobody knows the tunes or can follow the chord changes, so you can't feel the tension and everything sounds like undirected noodling. The experience is analogous to listening to a remix without knowing the original).
A Love Supreme is literally the first jazz album I recommend to people.