I ran with Young Buck for about a year on and off shooting with him on U.S. Tours, air planes to Cuba, and awesome fishing trips. BUCK and his entire crew of CASHVILLE, and THA OUTLAWZ, are the coolest mother-fuckers, and embraced me quickly. I have a distinct memory of the very first night I shot with BUCK. I flew into Tenn. And within 45 minutes after getting off the plane was in a PACKED club. No time to build with BUCK, having never met the dude, or establish any heart with any of the numerous goons and goblins in his entourage. Right to stage. The club was a southern dive, dark, dank, and the promoter of the club turned the heat on in the venue. As BUCK performed, I shot, and 500 kids WILD THE FUCK OUT. It cooked at thousands of degrees. There was literally sweat dripping off the LOW ceilings, my lens was fogging, and my clothes COMPLETELY SOAKED. One of BUCKS closer friends approached me between songs as I was shooting and threw a clean towel on my shoulder, handed me the last bottle of water, and HUGE monster blunt… This was TIC. The best dude. The biggest heart, and the MOST protective of the small click. He was a relatively small dude, and BUCK had security on and off, but when ever TIC was there you knew you were good.
(This footage eventually became BUCKS “LOOSE MY MIND” video, and TIC’s in their pulling a dude in a wheel chair on stage before BUCK tore it down, thats just how fucking cool he was. Hes also the one with with the Knife on stage in that one…)

FLY SAFE DUDE-BRO, “Fuck errrrthang.”