I remember Charles Bradley was hanging out in our kitchen, really making the place a home, and I approached him to record 5 Songs with me. As we went down the stairs to record he said in a morning rasp, “Justin, last night was party. You should have been there. Usually I’m tired after the show and I just go back, but last night, boy did we party.” We laughed and he told me more about his carrying on. “I’m telling you, I think I’m getting younger. These crowds, and these people, they give me energy! I’m telling you Justin, I’m getting younger.”
When Charles was here for a session, they’d played Minneapolis the night before. I made him some coffee and told him we have a shower, if he wanted to use it. A few minutes later, Jordan and I were talking in the programming department and Charles walked by in nothing but a towel, headed to the shower. The surreality of this larger-than-life figure traipsing by in a towel was just a funny moment and Jordan and said to each other, “Charles Bradley just walked by in a towel, how funny was that?!”
R.I.P., Charles Bradley.