A little while ago, I interviewed Roc Marciano, a rapper and producer whose music I really like. It didn’t go well. Much of the short interview was devoted to awkward conversational fumbling, the sort of thing that happens when a writer and a musician try and fail to build any kind of rapport over the phone. I won’t go into detail, except to say the whole situation bummed me out. We didn’t run the interview, and we won’t be running it.