I stood there for nineteen and a half minutes.
I stood there while the mass of people grew larger around him. Person after person walked up to him with well wishes and digital cameras and tokens for this night’s God Emcee.
There was the old colleague who returned the furry Russian Trapper hat that he left in the studio. There was Chris and his boy who both wanted pictures and were nervous enough while asking that they accidentally turned the camera off during the second shot. There was the long-haired Greek looking model-slash-actress-slash-probably-a-waitress chick that boxed me out of the way, praying to build with the God.
There were 5-Percenters praising (his track) “Annakin’s Prayer”. There were young cats. There were old heads. There were women. There was everyone. All for an Underground rapper from New Orleans with little more than a couple mixtapes and a couple singles. All for Mr. “He Can Pass A Polygraph.”
All for Jay Electronica.
Fuck That. Jay ElectHanukkah.
Through all this, as the masses verged on mayhem, Jay remained humble. Gracious even. Taking every picture. Building with every fan.
When more fans encircled, he remained gracious. When Mighty Mos Def (who rarely does interviews or pictures) tried pulling him away to an after hours spot, he graciously stayed with his fans.
And when those nineteen and a half minutes were up, when The Company Man finally grabbed his attention long enough to ask these four questions, he graciously answered each one.
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