Allow yaself to caress the luxurious fur sofas n velvet walls of these paragraphs n enjoy the parables nahmean. Some yall been waitin on this shit for a minute n I apologize for all that. Word yo…its that time of year where we give credit where its due n honor the hardest muthafuckas in this here game.
It was early as f.
I was driving around this cute guy named Lorenzo. He was a songwriter who just had an appendectomy. I took him to 7-11 for a pack of smokes. He bought me a Glass Starbucks in Vanilla. We chatted about Kelly Clarkson, who he was in the studio with. But, like always, I thought he said Kelly Claussen, cause I mishear people a lot. Anyway, we were singing in the car and talking for the four blocks I drove him and when I dropped him off I got a call.
The name on my app was "Absolut" with no photo.
(It was a cooler name but I want to protect Axl's identity to the extent that I am here to protect it)
And I drove down a street somewhere off Hollywood.
I didn't see him out there, so I called him.
The app always asks me if I really want to call them and I always really do.
He picked up the call and came down and got in.
He was quiet and I was playing The Great Gatsby soundtrack. I think it was that Crazy Right Now song by someone other than Beyonce or Snow Patrol.
He asks if I mind making a stop and for all of you who know, if you stop you are supposed to put it in the app, which I asked him to do. Either way, we stopped at a Bank which was recently in the news and I think I made small talk about that or this election or some crap about the streets in Hollywood being so beautiful in the mornings.
He was cool. Quiet and mysterious.
Of all the guys in my car, he was the most mysterious.
He asks if he can drink the water in the back seat, but I didn't put water back there and take a look and say: you better not--who can tell what's in that? Instantly I feel embarrassed I don't have water, so I offer him a gum. Spearmint. Eclipse (the only gum that doesn't break down in your mouth) and he takes it. I gave Phillip Seymour Hoffman a gum once as well. This is my claim to some kind of brush with fame. Gum.
He was trying to play something on his phone, and I asked if he'd like to play it through my stereo. And we tried, but my brand new car's stereo only works half the time at best and I cannot take it in until after this bonus stuff. Anyway, I apologize for my radio and we chat about something totally innocent like how the trees are green this side of town and my car radio is making me feel some kind of way.
So, I said can I hear it and I put it up to my ear. It was really good, something about it reminded me of Kendrick Lamar.
I ask him what he does and he tells me he's a producer and makes beats. I think I told him he can send me stuff if he wants to. I didn't know who he was at the time. So, I was trying to tell him how this city can eat you up and told him about the time I sang on Suzi Quattro's record and didn't get paid because the guy I was sleeping with paid me for the session but not for being on the album.
He's all, yeah, you gotta get those things in writing.
I put on Kendrick Lamar and he quietly says, I worked on this. I said really? He said, yeah--told me his name and said to look him up.
Axl Folie is one half of the producing team THC with Rick Bricks. Both LA natives, both cool as fuck.
They are the masterminds behind Dom Kennedy, Kendrick Lamar, and Schoolboy Q.
Cool guy, that Axl Folie. I'd drive that guy anywhere.
Here are the things I would have asked him were I to not be so freaking exhausted.
When was the first time you fell in love?
Axl:
Who was the first musician that made you want to do this?
Axl:
Why do you sit their all quiet-like?
Axl:
You ever been with a Pisces?
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