Sunday Rain - RIP Taylor Hawkins.
It’s taken me some deep breaths to write this, and truthfully, I don’t know why? The loss of Taylor Hawkins has gutted me, totally and completely. I feel like I lost my best friend, and I’ve only met the guy a handful of times … You see, being a musician for fifteen years in Hollywood makes you swim in the same pond, practice at the same rehearsal spots in the valley, drink whiskey shots in the same dirty bars, supporting your friends playing on the Strip and eating pizza late night at the Rainbow; it’s like the Kevin Bacon game, but with Taylor- he was always around. The meetings were all memorable to me in different ways, but… I didn’t know him, we were not close friends- if he even knew my name, or of my band, I’d be surprised, although his kindness and gleeful demeanor made it feel so. But … this unexpected loss of him; of that mischievous smile, his laughing eyes, of his monstrous energy, a power that blew you off your feet behind the kit- it feels like a hole has been punched into our guts. Into this musical universe. Into my musical universe.
His contributions and stylings; on the drums of course; with that formidable swing that was all laid back but purposeful, he was a joy to witness as his arms blurred but his smile never faltered. Lest we forget, one of the things I like most about him, it is his voice so full of guttural character, of a loss and then understanding, combined with clever, sometimes twisted songwriting, in and outside of the Foos, was stuff of Rockstar legend … but what all this comes down to actually- it was his ease in life, his lighthearted spirit, his surf shorts and tank tops, his welcoming approachability … it truly was what brought him so close to our hearts- because, he was all that we aspired to become.
It hurts. And if you knew him, or of him- you are hurting, too.
I really don’t care how it happened, just that he isn’t here any longer. I can’t even imagine how his band family, Dave especially, are taking this … let alone his wife and three young kids, that part hurts the worst. It’s just too much. I’m angry, and I don’t even matter in all this, because this loss- is OUR loss. This is a loss that hits too close to our hearts. Taylor is and will always be an ideal. A talent that changed and molded our era of music, of musicians-- we all are his fans, and we loved to cheer him and his likable compadres on, because we all knew he was a fucking great dude, that deserved everything and he then gave it all back to us, as the true heartbeat to the soundtrack of our youth. He is our legend. He is our peer. He is our friend, and I already miss the hell out of him.