Truett Foster McKeehan, le fils de du chanteur TobyMac, est mort ce 23 octobre 2019, d’un apparent arrêt cardiaque chez lui à Nashville, dans le Tennessee.
Truett, 21 ans, avait décidé de marcher dans les pas de son père et avait entamé une carrière dans la musique. Alors que son père est une légende du rap chrétien – il a reçu pas moins de six Grammy Awards –, Truett avait préféré s’orienter vers le rap plus mainstream.
Dans un long hommage sur Instagram, le musicien décortique la personnalité de son fils, sa brève carrière. Il le décrit comme un “vrai artiste” qui répondait aux surnoms de TRU, Shiloh ou Truett Foster. Il était l’aîné de sa fratrie.
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Truett Foster Mckeehan had joy that took the room when he entered. He was a magnetic son and brother and friend. If you met him, you knew him, you remembered him. His smile, his laugh, the encouragement he offered with words or even without. He had an untamable grand personality and dreams to match. And he hated being put in a box. He expressed himself through the music he made. And by made I mean, written, recorded, produced, mixed, and designed the art. All of it. A true artist. His first show was a week ago, and it was nothing short of electric. Everyone felt it, everyone knew it. He could’ve easily taken the easy route and put music out when he was 12, 14, 16, even 18, but he always said he wanted to live some life and have something to say before he did it. He didn’t want to be a child star, he wanted to be a man with scars and a story to tell. I always admired, respected and encouraged that stand. Truett always had a soft spot for God. The Bible moved him. His heart was warm to the things of his King. He was by no means a cookie cutter Christian but give me a believer who fights to keep believing. Give me a broken man who recognizes his need for a Savior every time. That’s who Truett was and how he should be remembered. My last moment with Truett in person was at his first show this past Thursday at the Factory in Franklin, Tennessee. I had to leave the next morning very early to fly and start our Canadian tour. As I stood in the audience and watched my son bring joy to a room, I was as proud as a “pop” (as tru called me) could be. It was the culminating moment of a dream that he had since he was 12. It couldn’t have been sweeter. Our music, and what we say lyrically couldn’t be more different, but the outcome was much the same… offering a room full of people a few minutes of joy in a crazy world. Our last text exchange is shared above (swipe). My wife and I would want the world to know this… We don’t follow God because we have some sort of under-the-table deal with Him, like, we’ll follow you if you bless us. We follow God because we love Him. It’s our honor. He is the God of the hills and the valleys. And He is beautiful above all things.
S’il ne distillait pas de religion dans ses textes, Truett a collaboré plusieurs fois avec son père. “Truett a toujours eu un faible pour Dieu. La Bible l’a ému. Ce n’était pas un chrétien standard, mais un croyant qui se battait pour continuer à croire, un homme brisé qui reconnaissait avoir besoin d’un Sauveur. Voilà qui était Truett et comment il faut se souvenir de lui“, continue son père dans cette longue légende qui illustre plusieurs photos de son fils.