“Over” feels like a late night exhale. Robert Glasper builds a plush, unhurried groove that blurs the lines between jazz, R&B, and something closer to mood than genre. The chords melt into one another, warm and unresolved, like thoughts you keep turning over long after the conversation ends.
Yebba is the emotional center. Her vocal is restrained but devastating, bending around the beat with quiet authority. She never oversings. She doesn’t have to. Every line lands because it sounds lived in, not performed.
What makes “Over” special is its patience. Nothing here is chasing a climax. It trusts feel over flash. In doing so, Glasper and Yebba make a song that doesn’t demand repeat listens but earns them naturally, one slow burn at a time.