Taking a break from my endeavors from the trap house and wedding mixes, I decided to keep it old school this week! Here is a recap of yet another weekend filled with concerts. They don’t call March the month of madness for nothing.
Let’s start with Mobb Deep and Tha Dogg Pound. I did not plan on this one at all, but of course, the homies call me up and ask me if I want to go since it was only $15, and started at an appropriate time (no shade, Future!), even though I was in the middle of writing a 23 page paper.
We get there and the openers are none other than Long Beach’s own Cambo Movement (I’m a huge supporter). I was hype. As soon as I saw Tee Cambo and G Funk Supreme, my mentality was basically “fuck that paper girl, you have 2 weeks to finish it!”. However, I was busy pushing my short self and tall best friends to the front so we can see DPGC upclose. Sorry, CM!
Time goes by, and basically, Tha Dogg Pound put on a great performance as well as amazing tribute to Nate Dogg. Nobody does it better. I was also intrigued by how Kurupt still can master his c-walk like it was 1995.
Tha Dogg Pound (and Kurupt about to c-walk)
Mobb Deep performed classics including those from The Infamous and put on a great show. For a second, I thought I was at a much smaller Rock the Bells. However, I regret leaving my Tims and Beanie at home because New York was definitely in full effect, facts b.
Now, for DJ Quik and friends–friends being AMG, 2nd II None, Suga Free, and Hi-C.
I apologize in advance for these pictures, my sister and I were on the 5th floor because we didn’t feel like standing around for 3 hours.
So, DJ Quik starts the show off acting really, ehh, erratic. He’s dressed like Michael Jackson and even mocking his voice. Quik is usually a funny guy, but this was weird. He wasn’t even moving, then proceeds to sing “Stay With Me” by El Debarge. Maybe he pitched in on a party before the show.
He leaves stage for 15 minutes, and we are stalled by his friends. No problem, we thought, maybe he was doing a clothes change.
He comes back changed, and is obviously turnt the hell up. It’s DJ Quik though and it’s his 25th anniversary party. Quik is usually an AMAZING performer and my sister and I are HUGE fans, but this time was different. He kept leaving every 15 minutes. He was acting weird, and finally at the end, takes the DJ microphone and says “Fuck these blogs. Here haters, you got to see me at my worst” and something about doing cocaine. Hmm. Fun show nonetheless, just maybe next time, keep it R. Kelly style for the afterparty the show in the hotel lobby. I still love you, David Blake.
2nd II None consoling Quik
From L to R–Hi-C, InfraREDD, Suga Free (center), AMG, Quik and 2nd II None. The gang’s all here!
The next recap will be next month at the Fredo Santana/Sir Michael Rocks show 4/29. See ya there! (Take a selfie with me if you bump into me)
Until next time,
–Fatima // @fatimainthecut