Welcome to my first blog. Wow! How exciting. I’m tripping though. The fact that all i do is press a button and the world can see what’s on my mind.
Well, let me start by telling you my name. You know me as Wyclef Jean. Now what is so funny to me about that is that my name, Wyclef Jean, is more famous then Wyclef the person. LOL. For example, people see me in places where, in their mind, Wyclef Jean would not be – the airport – without multiple body guards. Wyclef would not stop at Burger King or McDonalds for a Big Mac or a Whopper with Cheese, LOL. I remember once when me and Shakira were working on “Hips Don’t Lie” we went to McDonalds and ordered some fries and sat out on the pavement – just eating and talking. Shaky was barefoot – just chillin’, you know. Another hard day in the office – ha ha. People passed us and did not even notice us. Because in their mind, Shaky and Clef would not be sitting on the pavement, barefoot and eating fries without 100 body guards around. So you see, my name is more famous then me.
People say to me, “Is that your real name or stage name?” It is my real name. Well…sort of. My full name is Nel Ust Wycliffe Jean. I changed the spelling from Wycliffe to Wyclef. My daddy named me Wycliffe because he was a preacher and Wycliffe John was an English Theologian who translated the bible to English. Think about how the hell one kid from Haiti is named after an English man! My daddy was ahead of his time. So I say to you, those that read my blogs – be careful what you name your child for it will manifest in the future. If you name him Dameon Thorne, you might want to check the middle of his head. You might find the numbers “6 6 6″. LOL, OK, that was a movie I saw once. Maybe I’m getting carried away. Maybe not. I really don’t think I am. I had a few dogs in my time. One was named Killer. He was a German Shepherd. He would have been perfect for the White House, LOL. Well, not for the kids but for the Secret Service. He had a killer instinct. So, we named him Killer. Then there was a poodle I had once. I know what you’re thinking. You’re like…a rapper with a poodle…not gangster. LOL. His name was Einstein. He was the smartest dog I ever came across.
Enough with the name thing. Let’s talk about Washington DC this week. Oh My God! Jesus Christ. Allah the merciful. Rata Fari. Shalom. I never saw anything like that in my life. Let’s not talk politics now. Let’s talk about HISTORY. This is how it went down. When I got to DC, there were so many balls – like 100. I thought I was starting to make up the names of the balls. The Green Ball, The Mid-Atlantic Ball, The Youth Ball, The BET Ball, just to name a few. We played the Mid-Atlantic Ball with The Grateful Dead! But let me tell you, it was not easy moving around the city. It was mayhem. We had a crazy driver that was taking red lights, driving on the side walk – just so we would not miss the Mid-Atlantic Ball. I asked if she was Secret Service. She said, “No – Better!” She took an oath of secrecy – LOL. Then we went back to the BET Ball where it was the best ball in town. Why? Because there were no V.I.Ps – everybody was one. For example, as I was performing, I saw someone singing along in the front of the stage. I did a double-take. It was Colin Powell singing “No Woman, No Cry”. He requested it, so I played it. That was the ultimate high for me. But, it all started days before. The first ball I played was “The Green Ball”. We set the bar pretty high that night. Everyone would have to follow that!!! I wore an Obama bumper sticker on my forehead. Why? Why not! The Mayor of DC – Adrian Fenty – was there. He’s only 38! What a smart guy. And, he has swagerrrrrrrrrrr!!! So the Mayor asked us if we would come to his event the next night. It was on! I got to see T.I. – that kid is too cool for school. The swagger of a college kid – for real! He rocked it. And then, they put on “The Lion”. I’m referring to myself in the third person. LOL. We did what we do best. But, what I love was that it was for Education in the Schools. They used the music for awareness to get your attention – Love it! After us, was Fall Out Boy. I liked them too.
The day of the inauguration, was freezing. I did an interview with Greta Van Susteren and told her that I would be staying warm all day. Listen Greta, there was a shot of me on CNN in the audience. All the tips I gave you went out the window. I looked cold!!! Hahaha. But man, when Obama was getting sworn in, i cried. Yes, I did. Because it felt like everyone that sacrificed their lives so that one day, we would be free. Their soul can rest in peace now. My tears felt like when the rain falls on the harvest. So that the fruit can grow. Which reminds me of one last story.
I went to another ball for Rev. Al Sharpton. It was with the inner city youth and i saw how important it is to spread awareness for Education in the School. When i got there, people were telling me that they saw me on 60 Minutes with my foundation Yele Haiti and that they loved the work and were moved by the piece. I thanked them and spoke to the school. Afterwards, I said goodbye to Al, and when I was leaving and saw John McCain. He was coming in and I screamed really loudly, “Yo! McCain” He jumped like a kangaroo. LOLOL. My man. One peace of advice…get your swag up. Hahaha. You gotta love it.
Before Bush left, he left President Obama a letter to 44 from 43. I had a dream that this is what the letter said. To sir with love from 43 to 44, 4+3 is 7, so it has been said that the world was created in 7days. Therefore, I am lucky 7. So I use the luck of the 7 to rule the world. 44, remember there is nothing to fear but fear itself, so use fear to control the people and they will love you then hate you. History will decide the fate of the American people. 44, we are alike. 4+4 is 8. You see 44, I have reigned for 8 years and so will you. 44, tell no one but I know that you have better judgement than me, that’s why I am 43 and you are 44.
My last words for President Obama…Dance, my President. For this will be the last dance that you will have in a long time and even though I’m not a cabinet member, I will voice my opinions. We must put childish things away. As a boy, we think like boys. As men, we shall think like men. As men, we await the words of the King so that we can march to VICTORY!