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Tuesday, November 21, 2006
  I met Sway but not Jay Z.

So shit, I didn’t mention here but last week was pretty rad. Elliott emailed me, Icy B, Bounds, and Bobby with an email saying he had scored and extra ticket to see Jay Z start off his Hangar Tour in Atlanta last Saturday. If you had not heard, Jay Z was going to play an unprecedented (unless you are Def Leopard) 7 shows in 7 cities in 17 hours on Saturday. Starting in Atlanta at 6AM!!! He then flew to Philly, DC, New York, Chicago, Los Angeles, and finished the night in Vegas. Complete time line here.

So fuck jeah, a 6AM Jay Z show and Elliott had one extra ticket. In the email, which came last Monday, Ellie said – you have until Wednesday night at midnight to make me laugh the hardest. The person who does so, wins the ticket. Oh shit was it on. I ended up crafting a multimedia throwdown that ended up winning the ticket. I recorded a song for Elliott, then loaded it on my computer and filmed a video of me listening to the song on the computer, looking at photos I had taken holding signs begging for the ticket….all the while, completely naked. Thus the reason I’m not posting the video here.

Tickets won. Well it turns out that Elliott scored 2 more tickets, so it didn’t really matter – but whatever. Friday night we jammed some Za and some Brews and watched a killer documentary on Metal (confirming the legend status of Blue Cheer!) and crashed about 1am. I set my alarm for 3:55 am and Bobby and I left my house at 4am. Got to Ice’s where he, Elliott, and rip dangle were continuing the jam from Friday night. We jammed a few brews there and before long we got a call from Elliott’s 99x buds who said they were down there and we needed to get down to the Center Stage because the line was getting longer by the minute. We arrive down at the CS around 5:10am and sure enough there were a shitload of people in line – so we grab a few brews out of the sac and go wait in line. There really isnt anything like slamming a brew at 5am! We walk up and see the 99x dudes and really should have jumped in line with them, but we were honest and went to the back. Still, we felt great – everyone was pumped. About 5:30a the line starts moving in big chunks. Slowly but surely we are moving. About 5:50a we were getting pretty close when a caravan of BLACK SUVs comes rolling up – without at doubt its him – and rolls into the parking deck next to CS. Fuck yeah.

At this point we are realizing the show is probably going to start soon b/c Jay definitely has a schedule to keep, and we are about 20-30 people back from the front of the line. At this point a huge bouncer comes out into the line and says the following mellow-harsher: “EVERYONE GO HOME, WE HAVE REACHED CAPACITY – WE ARE NOT LETTING ANYONE ELSE IN!!” FUCK THAT!
Everyone is super pissed and now starts hoarding towards the front door of the club. Elliott immediately gets on the phone with his Def Jam rep trying anything to get us in. I go take a piss in the bush b/c that beer was flowin. The bouncer is being a total fucking douche and tells us no one can stand anywhere near the front of the club, and DEFINITELY NOT ON THE SIDEWALK. Yelling, telling people “don’t even step on that stair, because your ass is not getting in. Shit like that. Well we’re still waiting as Elliott is doing everything he can to get us in – and I look up to see that same dumbass bouncer let 3 chicks in who didn’t have tickets because they were flirting with them. At this point I yell out “OH FUCK THAT, WHY DO THEY GET TO GET IN AFTER YOU ARE AT CAPACITY!?!? FUCK THAT PART 2!!”

Cop yells out – “hey you, over here”. Fuck this.
He pulls me aside and gives me this long ass fucking holier than thou speech about how I should respect myself more than to cuss in public. He told me I had to “stop cussing on the streets immediately, or he was taking me downtown”. I felt like saying, “But fuck dude, we are downtown!”. Mutherfuckin cops tryin’ hassle me.

To add insult to injury, they start blasting the show from the loud speakers out front, so you can hear the madness going on inside. Jay played about 8 songs – first 4 were new and the rest were hits. H to the Izzo, Big Pimpin, “I Just Wanna Love YA” – rubbing it in our faces.
The show is ending and we decide to walk over to the caravan of SUVs to see if we can catch a glimpse of the man as he leaves. Sure enough he comes strolling out soon after the last song ends, gets in the second to last car of the caravan – a black Mercedes. Then who comes walking our way but YOUR BOY SWAY from MTV!!! What up dogg?!!?! He came over to talk with these girls from Ohio (who drove down, got a hotel, and still didn’t get into the show). Right afterwards he gave Elliott and I a high five and a hug! NICE DUDE!!!

The caravan rolls out and Jay’s car gets stopped right in front of us, he waves to the crowd and off he goes to his private jet to fly to Philly.
So yeah, FUCK!!!!!!!!! To say the least. We were pissed. Things we could have done better: 1) not had a cooldown (eventho it was a rad one) before heading to the show…should have left promptly ass promptly. 2) Cut in line with the 99x dudes (who got in) and 3) read the tickets closely as they read “FIRST COME FIRST SERVE – NO CAMERAS, CAMCORDERS, LASERS

We get back in our car and I drop the dudes off and am home at 7:30a to tell L the story and crash in bed. My dad called at 9 to talk about mortgages.
 

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