Adam arrives at 9:30, sure he’s late, but hears DJ TaBone and remembers that nothing in Atlanta starts on time - absolutely nothing.
Adam is absorbing the scene: white guys in suits & ties, faux blipsters in flannels and ladies with more variations of natural than Whole Foods, Sevananda and Trader Joe’s combined.
Adam peeps the paintings being constructed by Flux of Binkis Recs on the side of the stage.
Adam watches a white girl who he thinks is CJ from 95.5 The Beat welcome the crowd.
Adam thought Dres tha Beatnik was hosting…???
Adam sees Ali “ALIen” Warren take the stage on some Clyde Stubblefield drumming meets Rahzel “Godfather of Noyze”.
Adam accompanies ALI’s DJ through the medley of hip hop crowd movers…yes, I concur Hov “Brooklyn, we do, in fact, go hard”
Adam is mesmerized as the only thing ALIen is unable to do on drums is sit still. So sick…
Adam watches ALIen take off his shirt (no E. Lynn Harris) while drumming…stand on the kick while drumming…and walk through the audience with his snare while (you guessed it) still drumming.
Adam is digging how ALIen pours the Red Bull can over the drum set providing the audience with an 80’s glam rock video splash scene every time he “click-clacks(!)”.
Thoroughly entertained, Adam is wondering why ALIen wasn’t billed on the flyer…?
Adam has no time to contemplate, Atlanta-native The Doll Daze promptly takes the stage donning masquerade half masks.
Adam is digging her indie rock soul vibe.
Adam was doing fine until the Acid Girls, The Doll Daze’s promo team, walked in front of him trying to steal his attention.
Adam peeps Janelle Monae slide into the venue with Brittany Bosco.
Back on his grizzly, Adam thinks The Doll Daze pleasantly fill a void left by RES.
Adam wonders if RES, Kweli and this Idle Warship joint is really gonna produce results for either of them…
Single tracking my train of thought, Adam is grooving to “Words”, “2040” and “Please Everybody” which is a good sign for Doll Daze if I can remember the names of your songs.
Adam applauds as Doll Daze bids farewell to an appreciative audience.
Adam considers getting a drink until he looks at how packed the bar has become and realizes a cranberry juice ain’t worth all that.
Adam sees Brittany Bosco’s band take their places and digs the two keyboardists, bassist, guitarist, drummer and DJ that Bosco has brought along with her.
Adam listens as somehow Brittany gets two intros…one from the white girl followed by another from Dres.
Adam is feeling how Brittany Bosco comes out looking like Lena Horne…long eyelashes and all.
Adam watches as Brittany’s commanding voice fills the room and her body’s contortions ensure all eyes are on her.
Adam can’t quite get the “City of Nowhere” chant right that Brittany wants everybody to sing.
Adam thinks Brittany Bosco is about as dynamic a performer as you’re going to see before becoming famous.
Adam is slightly distracted as the couple next to him discusses Brittany Bosco’s unconventional looks.
Adam likes that Brittany and her cousin (pulled from the audience) end her set singing a duet of “He Loves Me (Lyzel in E Flat)”.
Adam decides that he’s seen Brittany Bosco perform even better, but loves that she always seems to leave it all on the stage.
Adam is eagerly anticipating J*Davey when he gets a tap on his shoulder from his pen sister Amena.
amena is trying to catch up with adam but got distracted looking at how the guy next to adam was focusing some serious energy on his two step, then dres and the deejay got on that al green love and happiness, at which time amena had to cut a lil rug.
amena wants to thank dj tabone for playing this..."i wanna rock right now. i'm rob base and i came to get down. i'm not internationally known, but i'm known to rock the microphone!"
amena got some cool footage of janelle monae and dres tha beatnik dancing to a groove.
amena thinks j*davey's music has the ability to make you feel like you have been transported inside your radio.
amena thinks some of j*davey's beats rock.
amena went to the front to snap a picture and caught a whiff of smoke, not of the nicotine kind.
amena wonders if this whiff helps the audience to enjoy j*davey's music.
amena watches people party like it's 1988 while listening to j*davey.
2 comments:
that special smoke does help one enjoy music a lil better!!! hope you're well!
i was wondering! lol i was thinking the people in this audience seem to be having a different concert experience than i am. lol i gotta come over to your blog and check you out. blog with ya soon!
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