What would you ask him if you had only one question?ĭon't you hate it that people sit and smoke crack on your memorial in Atlanta?Īt the mention of "crack" the well coiffed lady ended the interview immediately, whisked me out of the dressing room, and dumped me and my photographer into the hallway. If you could talk to anyone in the world alive or dead who would it be? I know! The weirdest people show up there. What's your favorite place to eat late at night in LA? They asked me to make them coffee or some thing like that. Oh man, I used to work at this car lot when I was fourteen washing cars. Hate's too strong a word, but if I had to pick one question.Oh, "How did you get the name Tony! Toni! Tone! ?" People still ask me that. What question do you hate being asked the most? I like going down to Abbott Kinney in Venice and getting something to eat. What is your favorite thing to do in Los Angeles?
Everyone around him is partying, you know, getting down, but he just doesn't move. It's always weird when you look out into the crowd, and there's this tall guy in the middle of it not moving. What's the weirdest thing you've ever seen on stage? What was the fastest song you wrote on that album?ġ00 Yard Dash. I've been listening to Motown all my life. No, no, you don't listen to an album to make an album. Was there anything specifically that inspired you to do a more retro sound? I've been doing this since I was nine years old. How do you feel about this neo-Motown label people are giving the music off your latest album? I warn you this is a very poorly researched interview. Saadiq, smartly dressed in a white button-down shirt and black tie, greeted me warmly and was kind enough not to laugh at my questions. What sort of fool leaves the house without a recording device?įive minutes later, this coiffed lady led me and my photographer up the labyrinthine stairs of the House of Blues, through a darkly lit corridor, and into Raphael Saadiq's lush dressing room. I cursed myself for forgetting my recorder. In a panic, I whipped out my notepad and started scribbling. Jesus, I needed five minutes to prepare to meet Raphael Saadiq. Five minutes to prepare and interview Raphael Saadiq. I informed her that there had to have been some mistake, but the lady just smiled at me and said I was on the list. "You're interview will be in five minutes." I stared at her in horror as my lunch began to creep up my esophagus. "Oh good, you're here," a disturbingly polished woman with a clipboard greeted me. Call it neo-Motown, retro boogie, soul revival, whatever, Saadiq had created one of the best albums of the year and I was thrilled to be able to review the show. His latest The Way I See It had been on repeat in my car for most of 2008.
The talented soul man Raphael Saadiq headlined at the House of Blues on Monday night, and I arrived determined to dance until there were holes in my shoes.
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