(photo: Greg Edwards)
The first time I heard Rose Droll was on Instagram. When I saw my friend Valerie’s post, I stopped dead in my tracks. I only heard a few seconds of music, but it left an oversized impression. Last month, I had the chance to see Rose perform a set of new material at Amnesia along with her friends Travis Vick and Taylor Vick of Boy Scouts.
It’s hard to express the feeling of hearing music that simultaneously sounds like you’ve known it forever and is completely new. I remember the chills I felt when I saw Arcade Fire at their first NYC show at Arlene’s Grocery and when I saw an awkward Sufjan Stevens celebrate the release of his album Michigan at the Knitting Factory. Some music, no matter the decibel, shakes the room, vibrates the body, and stirs the soul. I felt the same thing seeing Rose perform to an intimate crowd on Valencia Street.
Rose, a California native who has called San Francisco home for several years, has spent the past decade recording beautifully crafted songs at her home but is only now emerging as a live performer. The power of Rose’s talent lies not only in her vocals but also in her songwriting itself. Rose told me it’s her appreciation of stories and fascination with everyday experiences that feed her seemingly unending flow of music. She explained, “I tend to write about whatever has the most meaning