I had quite a night last night. First, hanging out with Bobby McFerrin, listening to some tracks from the new album he made with a jazz group with me on piano. High level musicians all and I knew I didn’t quite belong, but managed to hold my own. After listening, we talked about him doing a children’s album, especially in light of his new grandchild.
Then I got to talk with Bob Dylan and interviewed him about his life story. His childhood with an abusive father, leaving home for the circus at 14, his first experiences singing and playing guitar. I asked if he had written an autobiography and he said no, so I was trying to convince him to write one. If he didn’t want to sit down and write, I offered to tape record and transcribe interviews with me like the one we just had.
It was a great pleasure to hang out with Bob and Bobby and it didn’t feel too strange that they were willing to spend time with me.
And then I woke up.
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