Sitting in the basement of McDonalds waiting to conduct my interview with Ferris, I did not know what to expect. Once he arrived, the 5’9” Puerto Rican and Trinidadian still remained a mystery to me. It was hard to read the expression behind his medium brown eyes. For the next hour held forth on topics ranging from music into his life. I only had the opportunity to listen to his music about 5 minutes prior to the interview starting. In this day and age he knows that in order for nothing to leak you have to have tight control on everything. His passion for music was obvious. The first thing I noticed was the treble clef tattooed on his right forearm which he proudly flaunts also that was one of the first thing he brought up once we started speaking.
We briefly spoke about his family history. He has bragging rights, but he remained humble. He told me how his father produced Biggie’s “Can’t you see” featuring Total, how his mentor is a Grammy award-winning producer, and how his sister sings. In a family full of music he didn’t even know he was meant to make some of his own. One day he just put a song out for fun on Facebook and from there the rest is history. Music is embedded in his genes.
Like his father, he started out producing tracks and then ventured off into rapping. When you hear of a Brooklyn rapper you automatically think “money, cars, clothes and hoes”; however that isn’t the case with Ferris. He is 100% determined to not to become a cliche. Based on his song Super Bad, he has nothing to worry about. The production sounds like a Lenny Kravitz inspired tune with rock riffs and some hard bass. His metaphors and punch lines just keep knocking each other out for the better as he spits more and more.
Once he sat down he was all business, determined to let me know who he is and where he came from. We planned to meet at Barnes and Noble, but our intellectual plans were thwarted when my phone went out. Fortunately, McDonald’s offered free wi-fi and a quiet space to talk.
I introduce to you Ferris.