My first "big" assignment working for Warner Music Group was to organize a meet and greet for Waka Flocka at Ohio State University. He was on tour and doing what he could to promote his new album Flockaveli 2. I honestly had never heard a song of his other than the ones on the radio back in 2010, however, I respected the fact that he cared enough about his fans to want to do an event like this. After powering through all the red tape that goes along with bringing a rapper into a University building the event was underway.
Most students didn't show up due to the disbelief that it was even happening. I had no name recognition at the time to be involved in anything music so nobody believed me when I told them Waka Flocka was coming. How the hell does he know Waka? Anyway, it was supposed to start at 2:30pm and go for an hour, it was now 2:40pm. I've heard stories about celebrities being late to just about everything but when Waka's brother, Quam, called me, he reassured me that they were just shopping at the mall. I was relieved to hear it was something important. To the students that stuck around, thank you for not letting me fail.
When they rolled up in a Black Chevy SUV, it hit me that I have never had any experiences with professional performers or musicians, and then I got anxious about how "cool" I was acting. They parked the car and I got introduced to everyone in the crew: Waka, Quam, Fat Jesus, Sal, Jamal, and the infamous Southside. These dudes were a ton of fun. The meet and greet went well and lasted until about 3:30pm when it got shut down. I thought my work day was over but, I guess it wasn't.
I walked back with them to their car so I could pay for them to park. I hopped in the car paid for the ticket and they never stopped to drop me off. We were heading back to the mall while the driver, rolled up, talked on the phone, and drove simultaneously. I was no longer in my element but it was exciting. Sal and Jamal in the back, Southside, Waka and myself in the middle and being escorted by Fat Jesus and Quam in the front. Waka asked if I wanted to hang with them for the day and take some pictures. We got to the mall, and I got to taking pictures. While looking at shoes in Finish Line, the manager told me to please stop taking pictures. Everyone stared at him. "Keep taking pictures man, if they say anything again, I'll fuck em up" *solid high five* says Waka. What's going on, says Maxx.
We left the mall and headed back to the Hilton hotel where I met Kavon Kent and world famous DJ Whookid. I sat in the hotel room and got an inspiring lecture from Sal about being successful. We chilled until soundcheck and then headed over to the venue. Whookid worked on his turntables while Quam ran around the place with the microphone yelling funny shit. I asked Fat Jesus where I was allowed to be during the show. He put his arm around me and said "Look around this place, man, there isn't a single space in here where you're not allowed to be." *Maxx swallows hard because he's never been treated VIP*
The show rolled around I got a few decent shots and got home at about 2am. Whookid wanted some of the pictures for his instagram so i stayed up till about 5am, editing and sending him the photos. It was a great new experience and I want to kindly thank everyone involved.