Anyone who follows my blog, will not fail to notice that I have a soft spot for it to take pictures of rappers. Not only that this may cause some nice photos. Also has all the trappings its appeal.
So also that appointment with Method Man and Redman sometime in the early 2000s. A windy operators from Hamburg had the two-fetched for a show at the Elbe. Of course, were also Gizmo, Dennis and I on the ball and had contacted the organizers.
The two were housed in the host plant, a nifty fine hotel. There should also get an interview and photo session. And so we found ourselves in the early afternoon in the lobby of the host plant. Also there: A colleague, who then managed Wu-Wear in Europe and a few photos of Method Man Wu hoped in new shirts. In itself not a bad team for such a mission.
us except any other press people were visible. So far, so good. Instead, some were lounging around in the lobby Dutchman, one of which was probably somehow something like the unofficial member of the Wu-Tang Clan. These are managers and even some homie from. Not to mention the brides Group, which was on a few stitches.
The organizer approached. "The guys go eat something and then you can get started." We knew that already. All right. In fact, the whole rap entourage arrived shortly past us, shuffled through the lobby and left the hotel and its restaurants, just to return with bags of McDonald's food. Redman then asked the organizer, with his Jaguar for a spin on the German Highway to be able to make. Until the interview and the photos it could therefore only be a matter hours.
lounged ostentatiously left us around on the deep sofas in the lobby and waited. The manager of the Dutchman took the time to explain to the audience the world. "Do you know who the most powerful people of the world are?" He asked chested in the round. Without waiting for an answer, he let us share his insider knowledge. "The owner of Coca Cola, the owner of Mc Donald's and the owner of Microsoft. They meet three times a year on a hidden Iceland and decide, what happens next ". I could not listen further and Dennis looked inquiringly. Where were we had returned? Meanwhile
was already 19:00. Still was not clear when we would come into play. Red and the organizer board AGAINST still on the highway. Meth go together entourage in his room.
Dennis was at some point too stupid. He went and had Gizmo, the Wu-Wear-colleagues and me waiting on alone. To make things speed up something called the Wu-Wear-mate RZA, so that the meth in turn calls and asks him to receive us at last. Aha. Hope to come.
some point, Redman was now returned from his jaunt, we were actually up to the room.
top we entered a darkened suite. The air seemed a single cloud of smoke. It smelled Genussmitteln. Der Wu-Wear-Kollege ging voran. Vielleicht würden die Shirts, die er mit hatte, sowie der Beutel mit Genussmitteln, den er überreichen wollte, die beiden ja aufheitern. Dachte er. Er baute sich auf und sagte seinen Satz. Doch Meth und Red, mit dem Rücken zur Tür sitzend und nur als Silhouetten zu erkennen, drehten sich nicht mal um. Dann etwas Genuschel und eine Geste von Meth. Die Shirts und den Beutel könnten wir da lassen. Interview und Fotos gibts jetzt nicht - vielleicht nach der Show. Method Man hatte gesprochen.
Ich schulterte meine Tasche und ging nach Hause.
