Speaking as the mother of Solomon, I believed I knew him quite well. I always called him by his full name– no nicknames. I used to say that he was either a wise man or a wise guy. He was both. He was a delight, and he was great at keeping me current with his activities.
I was not prepared for the large long reach of his life. Those close to him, his many long-time friends have called him “their best friend.” He got so many, many people on their feet, dancing. He often included us, his parents, in his activities: wake surfing on the delta, an invitation to an elegant event in the wine country, a last minute pool party at our house with his wonderful friends, and those journeys to Burningman, a decade or so ago. I remember standing in “The Plug,” [a club on the playa at Burningman] in the early hours of the morning, as the MC announced to the packed room: “Lets give it up for DJ Solomon –– and DJ Solomon’s mom!”
The Oakland Arena gave him a standing ovation last week when the photo at the top of this page appeared lit on the screen in the center of the arena – where he was the regular DJ over the last ten years. He got us tickets to the Warriors Basketball games many times. And the Giants games, as he rocked Pac-Bell Park.
In 2009 he invited his father, Shabda, and me to attend the Black and White Ball. The city of San
Franciso voted him to open for Cool and the Gang on the stage in front of City Hall that stretched across the North bound lanes of Vanness Avenue. This was the big fundraiser for the SF Symphony and tickets were $200 and up. He got us in through catering at the last minute. He had such delight and wonder at being asked to provide the music for the opening of the Salesforce.com event with Stevie Wonder, put on by in SF a few months ago.
Yesterday a letter arrived, addressed to us.
“The Board of Supervisors adjourned its regular meeting on February 7, 2012, out of respect to the memory of Solomon Kahn.” What? Doesn’t the city of San Francisco have important business to discuss? Wow. And the SF Chronicle. We still get the paper to look at during breakfast, our old fashioned habit. February 3, 2012, there was a half-page obituary written by Aidin Vaziri, who wrote: “His no. 1 goal was to make people happy.”
And that he did. Solomon Kahn was a happiness maker, all the way to City Hall. <>