San Francisco, California
"This was the best set I have heard in a long time. You are one amazing musician!"
How did he react?
"Thank you very much!"
How did I feel?
So I have told you I was never much of a crazy fan. No posters up on my wall, no magazines kept in a drawer because there were pictures of Aaron or Britney or Justin in there. Just my beloved Bach and I. Okay, l have to admit: There may have been one. Or two. I did have a heavy phase with Harry Potter which included me secretly turning into Dumbledore's niece- a character I made up-, chopsticks used as wands and crazy running through the apartment, shouting "expelliarmus!". I was part of that world for years.
The second one was Dido. Obviously my baroque musician mom did not approve of that, in fact she would enter my room and shout: "If you don't turn off this fabric softener music straight away I promise I will go off!" As soon as she'd left my room I turned white flag straight back on, sang a second voice and imagined I was Dido's duet partner on her world tour. I don't think I have ever told anyone that.
Either way- even though I did go to a Dido concert and stared at her in awe for 70 minutes- I have never gone up to anybody and asked them for an autograph, sharing my praise with them, shivering on the inside. Until I met Taylor McFerrin.
Initially I hadn't gone to his gig for him but for Animal Collective whose supporting act he played as. I left after three songs of the Collective- I just didn't feel them- but I was amazed by every single note Taylor had played before. And by the vibe he spread. And by his countless talents...
Of course the first person I associated with McFerrin was his father, Bobby McFerrin, but once I heard Taylor play I realized he is a grown up artist of his own. I knew the moment he started: This guy was special. He seemed completely wholehearted. Starting of with a row of slow chords he immediately brought me down and softened me- doing pretty much the opposite of what I had expected from a DJ. I found myself listening to an intimate and subtle sound that moved me in a deep place. This place is one I can only allow my closest friends entrance to. On few occasions artists manage to enter, too, when they are in that exact space within themselves while playing. I know Taylor was because otherwise I would not have been touched where I was. His first five chords made me fall for his music. I was amazingly grateful to be taken to that core of mine out of the blue and rest in intimacy for a few precious moments.