True Story Tuesdays: Me, You and the Wu
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Published by Sareth Ney on Nov. 28, 2017 at 10:07 p.m.
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Photo credit: Tam
When I lived in Los Angeles, I wanted to make sure I was the first to arrive and the last one to leave a concert. I always needed to be right in the middle of the front row.
The date was Aug. 15, 2010 and I had bought a ticket to attend a concert at the old House of Blues on the Sunset Strip. The lineup was Method Man, Redman, Ghostface Killah, Big Stat and Duo Live. I was dressed in my Wu-Tang Clan beanie and my old long sleeve Method Man shirt. I had worn it a lot because there were holes everywhere, from the neck area to the end of the sleeves. It was faded from the times I washed and dried it.
There was a tour bus parked near the top of the ramp. I noticed Ghostface Killah heading my way and we greeted each other. RZA walked moments later and we nodded to each other.
Two shows were scheduled for the evening but I bought tickets to the early show. Palmdale, Calif. was a long drive from Los Angeles and I planned to leave early. Method Man’s merchandise men noticed how old my clothes were and told me to stick around, after having a brief conversation. They provided me with an all access pass bracelet, for the second show.
I stayed for the second show, I watched from the balcony and Katt Williams was up there too. He threw money off the balcony; he offered me a glass of Dom Perignon and other people too. I kindly declined because I still do not drink alcohol.
It was late and I lost track of time. I thanked Method Man’s entourage again for the bracelet and waited for my car to arrive. As I was waiting—GZA’s artist, Armel, noticed my old clothes too. We talked briefly, exchanged numbers and planned to meet up later in the week.
Armel and I scheduled to meet on Wednesday, after talking over the weekend. We had to reschedule for Friday. It was worth the wait. Armel, RZA and I would be reunited like the song by the Wu-Tang Clan. We met up at Clive Barker’s studio and it was my last day of the summer internship. RZA’s entourage and I spent three hours talking. Since one raised hell and the other dug graves, we were bound to meet in the middle.
The date was Aug. 15, 2010 and I had bought a ticket to attend a concert at the old House of Blues on the Sunset Strip. The lineup was Method Man, Redman, Ghostface Killah, Big Stat and Duo Live. I was dressed in my Wu-Tang Clan beanie and my old long sleeve Method Man shirt. I had worn it a lot because there were holes everywhere, from the neck area to the end of the sleeves. It was faded from the times I washed and dried it.
There was a tour bus parked near the top of the ramp. I noticed Ghostface Killah heading my way and we greeted each other. RZA walked moments later and we nodded to each other.
Two shows were scheduled for the evening but I bought tickets to the early show. Palmdale, Calif. was a long drive from Los Angeles and I planned to leave early. Method Man’s merchandise men noticed how old my clothes were and told me to stick around, after having a brief conversation. They provided me with an all access pass bracelet, for the second show.
I stayed for the second show, I watched from the balcony and Katt Williams was up there too. He threw money off the balcony; he offered me a glass of Dom Perignon and other people too. I kindly declined because I still do not drink alcohol.
It was late and I lost track of time. I thanked Method Man’s entourage again for the bracelet and waited for my car to arrive. As I was waiting—GZA’s artist, Armel, noticed my old clothes too. We talked briefly, exchanged numbers and planned to meet up later in the week.
Armel and I scheduled to meet on Wednesday, after talking over the weekend. We had to reschedule for Friday. It was worth the wait. Armel, RZA and I would be reunited like the song by the Wu-Tang Clan. We met up at Clive Barker’s studio and it was my last day of the summer internship. RZA’s entourage and I spent three hours talking. Since one raised hell and the other dug graves, we were bound to meet in the middle.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Sareth Ney is the journalist for A Quarter and Dream Pictures. He holds a Bachelor of Science degree in Mass Communications from Colorado State University-Pueblo. He is a former apprentice to master of horror, Clive Barker. He is a Wu-Tang Clan inspired superhero, Wu-Man Chu. He is an award-winning short filmmaker; his goal is to write 150 articles in select time zones, he inducts every article into his hall of fame, is a stand-up comedian, motivational speaker, philanthropist, founder and co-host of Pueblo's Independent Multimedia Podcast, is the festival director at Sareth-Fest Music and Comedy Festival and Corazon Comedy Festival.
