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The Vulture interview with jazz and pop legend—and former Seattlelite—Quincy Jones is really something else. He claims to have dated Ivanka Trump (she was around 24 and he around 72). He says she has nice legs but not a nice father. Jones also almost names the gangsters who killed JFK (they were connected with Frank Sinatra), and alleges that Seattle billionaire Paul Allen can rock the guitar “just like [Jimi] Hendrix.” As for Michael Jackson, he basically stole ideas for his music and was heartless. But best of all, Jones says that the god of Hollywood's golden age, Marlon Brando, had sex with literary icon James Baldwin, soul legend Marvin Gaye, and the funniest man of the 20th century, Richard Pryor. (All are conveniently dead.)

The Vulture interview, however, is not as intense and sprawling as GQ's January interview of Jones. That one covers a life that is either at society's bottom or at its very top. He is either eating rats in Seattle as a boy, or having dinner with Elon Musk, Mark Zuckerberg, and Jeff Bezos as a millionaire music producer with a palace in Bel Air.

Anyone who has read Vladmir Nabokov's Ada will have a sense of Jones's life or the way he imagines his life. It's a dark paradise, with its shades of heaven and hell. A world that's too intense and opulent for an ordinary soul. One can imagine a bank clerk going mad after spending a day with this man, and his lovers around the world ("Hell yeah. Everywhere. Cape Town. Cairo. Stockholm—she's coming in next week. Brazil—Belo Horizonte, São Paulo, and Rio. Shanghai—got a great girl over there from Shanghai, man. Cairo, whew..."), and his inhuman passions, his Minotaurian lust for young flesh—he only dates women between 28 and 42. He has nothing but disgust for women who are his own age. He wants nanotechology to keep him alive for as long as possible.