Is there any combination of words that feels more anticlimactic than “experimental flute music”? “Rail replacement bus service” perhaps. Try it: “Happy anniversary darling! I got you an experimental flute music experience.” “You’re a beneficiary in my will! I’m bequeathing you my experimental flute music collection.”
So when this week’s news that André Benjamin is finally releasing his debut solo album, 17 years since he last blessed the world of hip hop with an album as one half of Outkast, was followed quickly by “consisting entirely of experimental flute music”, you could almost hear the groans of disappointment.
