Sunday, August 17, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
#7
Rock the Bells: Hustlas Reunited Event 
Rock the bells (noun) world class hip hop platform event, also known as riduculously legit shit one is not prepared for
And now looking back, I shouldn't be surprised at the random mixture of people I found at Rock the Bells. Who can deny Nas emceeing his lyrics of "having one pen, one mic" dedicating the piece to all the "future rappers, CEOs out in the crowd"? -Silence-
Rock the bells (noun) world class hip hop platform event, also known as riduculously legit shit one is not prepared for What I thought would be a bunch of chocolate people throwing middle fingers in the air while holding ever-so-carefullly to the blunt prepared for this special day didn't turn quite like that. Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty sure everyone was holding a blunt at one point (Pass it ova, mothapucka), AND I do remember one performer telling everyone to put their middle fingers in the air at one point.. but in addition to the chocolates I had predicted to being there, there was Hispanic cousins jumping up and down, white boys who looked out of place smiling from ear to ear when the deejay played some gangster song, and one hyper-overweight black girl whose jumping up and down for Q-Tip made me hold on to the bars ahead of me for dear life (no fool will keep me from the front-row pit stand I have pushed my way to since 4 o'clock)
And now looking back, I shouldn't be surprised at the random mixture of people I found at Rock the Bells. Who can deny Nas emceeing his lyrics of "having one pen, one mic" dedicating the piece to all the "future rappers, CEOs out in the crowd"? -Silence-That's right. No one. You got these little Asian girls here nearly having a tear slip down their cheek, Nas. Legit Shit. Can I say it again? (Shouts) LEGIT SHIT!
While I give Nas the award for "Most Likely To Make Elainne Want To Be A Rapper," I need to take this moment to mention how Method Man and Redman were completely "killinnnnnnnnn it" (as Ate had so eloquently put it). Even Young Jeezy would not understand the type of "getting buck" they did. It was one thing making the crowd go crazy as you put your Jordans out as the crowds holds onto your feet while you balance yourself, but to go fall your back and create a body-surfing (whatever it's called) thing. Omygoodness.
It almost got me as excited as when I saw some (sings it) FIIINE chocolates called The Pharcyde. The lyrics they emcee-ed did just as much damage as their style. Dang boy, you work those green pants. There was even this one guy who kept on putting his back towards the crowd and doing some sort of dancing (I'm guessing). Thanks for making a nigga giggle. -Looks around- Ok.. I think I'm getting too comfortable with this gangster talk. I should be careful. Actually, this is a blog. Who cares? nigganigganigga. I love them niggas! (the rock the bells one.. not the scary ghetto ones you find at MoVal mall..)
And also, my current favorite of the moment, Murs.. here with his van that welcomed the entrance to Rock the Bells. His platform consists of (as Ate told me... she basically tells me everything I know) "peace, love, unity and having fun." Finally, something not about slapping a bitch and hoe. Heck yeah. Oh, and he doesn't do drungs. My hero!
While I give Nas the award for "Most Likely To Make Elainne Want To Be A Rapper," I need to take this moment to mention how Method Man and Redman were completely "killinnnnnnnnn it" (as Ate had so eloquently put it). Even Young Jeezy would not understand the type of "getting buck" they did. It was one thing making the crowd go crazy as you put your Jordans out as the crowds holds onto your feet while you balance yourself, but to go fall your back and create a body-surfing (whatever it's called) thing. Omygoodness.
It almost got me as excited as when I saw some (sings it) FIIINE chocolates called The Pharcyde. The lyrics they emcee-ed did just as much damage as their style. Dang boy, you work those green pants. There was even this one guy who kept on putting his back towards the crowd and doing some sort of dancing (I'm guessing). Thanks for making a nigga giggle. -Looks around- Ok.. I think I'm getting too comfortable with this gangster talk. I should be careful. Actually, this is a blog. Who cares? nigganigganigga. I love them niggas! (the rock the bells one.. not the scary ghetto ones you find at MoVal mall..) 
And also, my current favorite of the moment, Murs.. here with his van that welcomed the entrance to Rock the Bells. His platform consists of (as Ate told me... she basically tells me everything I know) "peace, love, unity and having fun." Finally, something not about slapping a bitch and hoe. Heck yeah. Oh, and he doesn't do drungs. My hero!
In all serious-ness though. I gotta say, "Where's my stage at?!"
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