So, I came in and I’m hanging at his apartment in New York, and there’s a knock at the door and it’s Stevie Wonder. My eyes bugged out, and I was like, “Is this the real Stevie Wonder?” He said, “Oh yeah, I’m the real thing.” We were just joking it up and he got on this keyboard and my friend was on drums and we started jamming. It was surreal.
Later, we got into his limo and went to this blue ribbon restaurant. He brought twenty people out to eat and on the limo ride to the restaurant, my producer friend, played the beginning of my song “I Can Make It” from his phone. Stevie’s moving his head side to side, as he does, and he goes, “Oh man, that’s the ‘Little Boy Wonder.’” That nickname for my label and publishing company has stuck because Stevie “named me” [laughs].
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