One of the cool things about Michael is he just let me do my thing. We were doing a show in Italy, and Jennifer Batten, his guitar player, wanted me to follow these choreographed moves that she was doing. And I wouldn't have it, there was no way. We were in the dressing room and she's complaining and runs to Michael. It was the first time I'd seen him get shrewd and serious and bossy; he told her to fucking just leave Slash alone.
I would just get up and do my thing, but every so often I would look up and be dazzled by how naturally and how fluidly he worked. He was genuinely great to witness in person. He could have 80 people onstage all doing the same dance move, but he was the one guy who had that natural flow that nobody could match.