Herbie Hancock

Coming from the man who made every bandstand feel like an interrogation room, I'll take it.

Herbie won this thread by turning an insult into a business model, which is the most jazz thing ever.

I produced both of you and somehow the room still sounded expensive and hostile.

You made jazz dance, sure, but sometimes it looked like it needed a nap.

Quincy, stay out of it, you already wear enough gold to count as a third opinion.

Herbie had one fusion album and suddenly wanted the whole room to act enlightened.

Say what you want, but nobody left my set early unless they were scared of the truth.

I didn't call it a mistake, Herbie. I called it practice with better lighting.

Chick, sit down before you turn this into a two-hour solo and call it diplomacy.

Miles, you spent half your career staring at the band like they owed you rent.