Last night, I made my first appearance behind the wheel to ub** since New Year's Eve and was battling terrible service throughout the night. I turned my phone off and on like five different times (which obviously did the trick). Unfortunately, right before 11:30 pm, once my phone rebooted, I opened up Twitter and this was the first thing I saw:
Taylor Hawkins, the drummer for Foo Fighters, passed away at 50.
The news was shocking and had me rattled for the rest of my shift. I had already listened to my favorite Foo Fighters song, "These Days," multiple times at work. This is just absolutely devastating news.
After Dave Grohl, Taylor was easily the band's most recognizable member and the heartbeat of Foo for a hair over 25 years. He was also Dave's best friend. My thoughts are with Taylor's wife Alison and their three kids, but knowing his relationship with Dave and what he went through with Nirvana's untimely demise, I can't imagine what he's going through.
Not only was Taylor Foo Fighter's drummer and occasional frontman, but I learned during a Wikipedia rabbit hole during the previews for Studio 666 that he was Alannis Morrisette's drummer during the Jagged Little Pill tour.
Not only that, but he made a pretty passable flight attendant.
Taylor's spirit, energy, and sense of humor will live on through his art, but this loss will hurt for some time. Maybe 50 years ago, 50 would be considered old, but in today's day and age, it's still super young for a life to end. Plus, when you look at Taylor, he did not seem 50 years old. Like I think back to when my dad was 50, and those two people couldn't be bigger opposites. Taylor had three kids and so much more life to live and art to make. Who knows where Foo Fighters go from here? Part of me wouldn't be surprised to see them call it quits, while the prospect of Dave slide back to drums in Taylor's honor would be pretty cool.
I was supposed to see Foo Fighters at Boston Calling 2020, which got canceled due to this whole pandemic situation you might've heard of. But just like my future co-worker Robbie Fox ended his blog with, I'll leave you with this. Obviously, money plays a factor, and believe me. I totally get that; I've missed out on so much being broke, but when a band you like comes around, go see them (which is why I went to Tame Impala twice in five days earlier this month).
During the pandemic, the line "during these uncertain times" has been said ad nauseam, but life is uncertain even during the best of times. You never know what's gonna happen. Catch all the shows you can. Tell your people you love them. Rest in peace Taylor. You were/are beloved.