I am by nature a very emotional guy, but this really breaks me.
Taylor Hawkins' 16-year-old son Shane playing the drums with the Foo Fighters performance of "My Hero" during the Taylor Hawkins Tribute Concert in London yesterday. (Read about it here)
I'm thinking a lot about the nature of art at the moment and it's clear to me that art encodes layered meanings into some form of language, be it text, music, visual, movement, form or combinations of those, creating a resonance with an audience which serves as an act of communication which says something about society or life or humanity or all of that.
This moment here, where a griefing 16 old son is honoring his dead father live on stage, playing his instrument together with his band in a song called “my hero”, stepping into his shoes and symbolizing the succession of generations, acting out the stuff that needs to be said about life and death and art and music, this is conveing so much meaning I can barely keep it together.
This may just be a pop concert honoring a dead drummer, but it's also so much more.
You can see the final 2 minutes of the gig in this tweet, here’s the whole performance on Facebook.