“Fuck Robert Glasper,” laughs Tavares, half-seriously. “He’s doing well in jazz, but he’s into this ‘real hip-hop, fuck Lil Wayne’ type thing. He’s stuck in 1990. The key to making good music is having an open mind.”
Covering Smells Like Teen Spirit with vocoder’d vocals doesn’t do jazz any favours, adds Sowinski as we discuss Glasper’s already acclaimed February release, Black Radio. “I’m pretty sure if Kurt Cobain were alive, he’d be like, ‘This is fucking horrible.’”
Hansen puts it best: “It just doesn’t have any balls.”
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