"Off the bat it's Ol' Dirty Bastard asking me to destroy the negatives that will never leave me. Meth showing me his new trick with eye and cap. U-God with a plaster on his face. RZA in a bathtub at the Met hotel. Watching the entire Wu-Tang Clan getting passport pictures at Earl's Court station. The shows. The distinct smell that hung in the air. Papa Wu inviting me on the coach from Putney to Kentish Town. The first time I met the Wu-Tang was in 1994; they were meant to be in a sound check and were instead throwing rocks at passing trains. It was the hallmark of every encounter, a wild ride."