Sunday, 26 May 2013

The Artist formerly known as Snoop Dogg #YoungWildandFree


I can't believe that a week ago I was dancing to Snoop Doggy Dogg at one of the more stranger venues in Johannesburg. When One Eyed Jack sent me their press release announcing his performances, very shortly after their announcement of VITC Alt-J show, I knew they would be my most favourite people forever. These are the same guys that brought us the #WeAreOneSA festival that caused my hair to stain yellow. No, I'm not holding onto any grudges ;)


So giddy with excitement, as some of my previous posts have suggested, I do love me some hip hop. The music brings back very fond memories of my days in college. Whilst Kanye was the soundtrack to my relationship, Snoop can be considered the prequel for lack of better terms. 

So whilst I was only really exposed to hip hop I would say properly in college, I do remember loving the soundtrack for Need For Speed Underground and that could be considered my adolescent dabblings in the genre. 

But enough reminiscing about the Snoop Dogg and Jim Morrison (#dies) version of Riders on The Storm, back to the lecture at hand. It was a cold wintery night as me, @markstry and my dear guests made our way to Ellis Park Indoor Arena. Now, you may be thinking that this isn't such a bizarre venue, everyone is familiar with the stadium and where one would expect a concert to take place. It wasn't at the stadium guys. I'm not saying it was a bad venue, I'm just expressing how difficult it was to find the right place. And the right entrance.
And this venue was so retro and interior, it caused me much excitement. It reminded me of the Roller Derby and sure enough some of the photographs displayed in the hallways depicted those strange sporting events that the premises is used for. The most interesting image of them all was that of a game of squash, the entire space in the darkness with the exception of the large clear box that held the gameplay. Fascinating.

The queues for the drinks were quick, I don't remember having to wait very long for a cold beer (of course these days served in plastic cups yuk) to be thrust into my hands. Yes that night I drank beer. But if your choice was Brutal Fruit or Beer the decision is not a difficult one. 

And then we dance and in suspense wait around for Snoop to appear on stage. Whisperings (or loud shouts, who can tell at these events) that Snoop only made an appearance 2 hours later than scheduled had me a little concerned. It was after all, a Sunday evening. And whilst I am all for ending weekends on such happy notes, I prefer them to conclude before my carriage turns into a pumpkin.
AKA
But of course, Snoop didn't disappoint me and shortly after AKA's performance we were staring in awe at this man who was dressed like my friend Motheo. So frikken Rasta. But still grasping the shiniest, what seemed to be, a diamond-encrusted microphone. There was also a lion that was embossed in the sparkly surface of the mic. Sporting shades and a giant beanie, Snoop launched into some of his golden oldies. 

From being scared that I wouldn't know any of his new material, I was transported to a magical place where the sea of cellphones live in the air. @markstry was in the photographer's pit to get some incredible close up shots and came to me after the first 3 songs with a somewhat stunned look. After all, this isn't the local DJ on the decks and the crowd. This was THE Snoop Dogg. About 1m away from the lens. We don't choose to get starstruck, it's just something that happens. 


mad bling
And so we danced and watched the main man smoke an entire joint on stage whilst some commotion occurred behind us. Turns out that super stars like Snoop can be smoking away but should the audience try and join in on the fun, there are big scary men on the edge of the circle waiting to catch you. Commotion explained. 



I had such a great time at this concert. I remember seeing Ross Garrett and waving but he didn't stop to greet me. @markstry says that I was too smiley, perhaps I creeped him out. Damn man, I was just too pleased as punch to be there. Thank you One Eyed Jack, ya'll are the frikken #best.

xx

slick shoes Mister


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