u/GlacierGuitarist

Is Julian Lage what happens when the divine feminine fully possesses a Telecaster? While the masculine guitar greats violently downpick altered dominants into a Dumble at 140 decibels, Julian gently coaxes pastel-colored lydian inversions out of the instrument like he’s arranging wildflowers in a Brooklyn farmhouse. Are we even listening to jazz anymore, or just emotionally available chamber music for men who own handmade ceramic coffee mugs and describe compression pedals as “too confrontational”? Has masculine bebop finally met its match in soft-spoken cashmere phrasing and artisan-flatwhite voice leading?