Here's another skew.
When Smooth Jazz players come here to Hawai'i, they stay in some of the finest hotels on the planet. From what I can surmise, this is Written Into The Contract. Often, I've been hired to play Moderately Unsmooth Jazz at these hotels, depending upon the Ambient Smoothness contained therein, all of which is predestined by the Smoothness Scrutinizer, usually a small, shrill woman in a smaller pantsuit.
I think I'm unable to perform with most Smooth Jazz Stars. My thumb just ends up hurting afterwards. But when I do the occasional Smooth Jazz performance, the backstage food is spectacular (usually light on beef and pork, though), and when the gig is over, it's over.
When Unsmooth Jazz players come here, they often stay at my place, or at the home of someone else in the local "jazz" community. They are adept Couch Surfers. They usually need to be driven everywhere. If I'm fortunate, I get to also play bass with the Unsmooth Ones. They generally stay up really late, and get me in trouble with my wife.