
I got a few tweets in:
1. @ da snoop concert in da hard rock now. more whites dan blacks here, as xpected. not lookin like a sellout so far. we'll c. still early.
2. hour n a fuckin half n snoop aint came out yet. so far, jus local djs n a cripple dancin in his wheelchair wavin a green towel around. HA?
3. gemstar n akiba performed. now dey showin da makin of 'malice n wonderland.' wut da FURK, snoop got lost? takin 2 long 4 dis shit. god damn!
4. alright god dammit! damn near midnite. dey jus announced snoop would b onstage 'momentarily.' crowd started booing! dont blame em @ all.
5. show finally damn started jus after midnite. kurupt on stage wit him. no apology of any kind, da fucker!!
6. 1 fuckin hour. no apology @ all. he killed it when he was performin his hits but it coulda been 30 mins longer if he got here on time.
Some of you motherfuckers may not believe me when I say it, but this was my very first official concert. Sure, I’ve seen cats perform plenty of times but never an artist on the level of Snoop, never at a major facility, never paid for a ticket till now. So this would be a first. My initiation. My breaking in point.
It was a Tuesday and raining like a fucking bitch literally all god damn day long non-stop. I originally planned on walking to Universal since it really ain’t that far away from my crib but the rain just killed that idea completely. My homeboy that I was going with picked me up at my house instead. I was watching Cheaters when he rolled up and wanted to finish the ep before we left. It was the season 10 ep where the old white chick hopped into one of the vans and rammed it into her cheating ass younger husband or bf. That shit was crazy. He compared it to an ep from a previous season where a cheating white guy knocked his gf out on camera. Fucking decked that bitch right in the grill. Now THAT shit was fucking crazy!
After that, we bounced out. He paid for the tix in advance online so we hit up an ATM so I could get the dough to pay him back what I owed for my ticket. Wasn’t about to pay Universal prices for food so he hit up a Wendy’s so I could get some grub for myself. We parked off property for free and hoofed it on over. He showed me a shortcut behind the street signs that I didn’t know existed where you can cut through the parking garage instead of walking out on the street which takes a lot longer. Mad props. Cats just don’t know how we get down with that FREE! Fuck paying for shit. Why should you when you don’t have to?
It was cold so I was hoodied and gloved out. Ain’t give too much of a damn about impressing nobody. My warmth and comfort comes first. We got up to the door around 7:30p. Line wasn’t that long but people had to go through a metal detector which was the cause of the line. Otherwise, when we walked inside, it was fairly empty. Looked more like a scene from a downtown club. Motherfuckers was laid all up against the wall all tired looking and shit. Smokin’ hot, wobbly ass drunk white bitch being escorted out with her bf before the concert even started. Just goes to show you that looks ain’t everything. She’s a loser for obvious reasons, I don’t give a fuck what she look like, and he’s a loser for keeping her. Buddy, it ain’t worth the hassle. You can do better. Trade down. Hot girls like that got too many issues as you found out this night. Probably not your first indicator either but if this was the first date, time to move on, pal.
We got seats in front of the stage in the balcony. No way were we standing up all night. He checked out the food which he knew the prices were gonna be high for so I don’t know why the idiot didn’t hit Wendy’s when we were there. Man, there were hot girls everywhere and a ton of dykes. When you see girls in two’s at a joint like this, you know where they’re coming from. Bitches these days is just all out there with their gayness. Guys on the other hand keep their shit in the closet. But I know faggots come in all varieties. Fellas, you see these bitches ain’t got no probs putting their biz all out on the street. If you’re gay, just come on out with it. Fuck what other people think. There’s more fags and so-called ‘down low’ motherfuckers out there than people think.
Show was supposed to start at 8p, right? Wrong! For 2 fucking hours it was just a dj and a hype man (don’t remember their names) boosting the crowd and bringing people up on stage for lame dance contests where the prize was…jack shit. Man, I was just surfing on my phone that whole time while listening to the music. A chick was next to me with her bf. Said the very first cd she ever bought was Doggystyle. Now that’s wussup. We even saw an old ass cat, probably pushin’ 50, who was there with his girl. We laughed but at the same time we said we wanna be in the same position he’s in when we get that old; still out enjoying ourselves. Ol’ girl and her bf were pretty much drinking all night long non-stop like practically everyone else in the joint. No one stayed seated for long. It was the same people back and forth down the aisle in front of us every time with a drink in hand. Them fucking crackers, man, they just gotta fucking drink. It’s without fail that when I go out and there’s white people, the vast majority of them are drinking. Not just a beer or two. We’re talking all night long. It’s just pathetic. I bet Hard Rock and their bartenders ain’t complaining though…
My homeboy got up to go get a bite since he ain’t buy nothing before and his hunger was taking over but the food joint downstairs was closed. Pissed him off cuz if there’s people present, why wouldn’t you have food available? Plenty of booze but no food? Fucking stupid. Cat sitting next to us said he heard that Snoop wasn’t coming out till 11p. I ain’t wanna believe it at first. Dj was still playing music. There was this cat onstage in a wheelchair who had a fro who was dancing to the music. Now, ol’ boy was gettin’ down but then he pulled out a green hand towel and started waving it around, putting it on his head, and shaking it like he was dancing with the damn thing. That shit had us in fucking stitches. He was up there enjoying and dancing to the music like everyone else (no idea who the hell he was) but we were cracking that the towel was his play toy as if he was a retard instead of just a cripple. It’s one of those things you just had to see to believe.
It was a little after 10p now, I’d say, and just when we think Snoop is coming out, they decided to show the making of Malice N Wonderland on the screens. Then a cat named Gemstar or some shit and Akiba (I’m probably spelling them both wrong) performed with some chick who I think they announced as Akiba’s wife (she looked aight from a distance). None of Gemstar’s shit was hittin’ but Akiba did perform ‘One Wish.’ I do like that song a lot so it was nice to hear it and see it being performed by the artist. The crowd wasn’t really all that into it cuz they were getting restless. Akiba passed out some of his cd’s for free when he was done. That’s how you do it. In this age of free, if you’re an artist, you gotta get your work out there any way you can. Half of those cd’s probably ended up left on the floor or in the trash though. Wonder if he went dumpster diving after to recoup any losses? CD’s cost money.
11p was coming up. I hadn’t moved from my seat in all that time. I was still just surfing and shooting the shit with my homeboy and ol’ girl sitting next to me with her guy. He ain’t seem to mind at all that she was all up on me and talking to me more than him. Now that’s what I call either a secure ass man or a bitch nigger (even though he was white). It was probably the alcohol but I’ll be damned if my girl gonna be all up on another motherfucker while I’m sitting right next to her. Talking to another guy just to shoot the shit, that’s fine. I could care less. But hugging all up on him, touching his legs and arms and shit, hell naw. Can’t allow it. He was cool with all of it so props to him but if he wasn’t there…you know how ya boy do. Ain’t gotta say nathan else. And they got a kid. She showed me all the pics on her phone and everything. Coulda easily put my number on that bitch or got hers but I passed. At this point in my life, I’m looking for more than just a fling. An alcoholic chick with a bf and a kid and a tramp stamp to boot? Nah, can’t do it.
Curtain was closed and now they were just playing music. These mofos actually played PYT by Michael Jackson and a slow ass Isley Brothers song amidst all that gangsta ass rap they was playing. Shit ain’t make not a shred of sense. Kill that dj! Between songs, the crowd was booing cuz it was getting damn near midnight and still no Snoop Dogg. Ol’ boy was right. Snoop is a late comer. Girl was getting upset. My homeboy was pissed cuz he had some pussy lined up for later that night and had to work the next morning just like I did. Girl asked me if I was mad. I said nope, was just disappointed. She ain’t believe me and cussed my ass saying ain’t no way nobody there couldn’t be beyond pissed. I let it slide cuz I knew she wasn’t serious. I ain’t the type to let shit out of my control get to me. Don’t need the stress. But if his ass ain’t show up by midnight, best god damn believe I’d be first in line for that refund. A FULL refund, Ticketmaster charges and all.
Emcee kept saying Snoop would be out shortly. Still no Snoop. Crowd still booing between songs. No movement on the stage. FINALLY, they announce his ass, the curtain raise, and he just starts performing right out the gate, not even acknowledging his lateness. 4 fucking hours late! Like people ain’t got other shit they gotta do? I figured we’d have been outta there by 10p. 11p at the latest. Got the furk outta that bitch damn near 1a! Shit was ridiculous, man. Kurupt and Soopafly was onstage with him. I ain’t believe it was Kurupt at first so me and my homeboy went down on the floor to get a closer look and it was him. I’d put his skills right on par with Snoop so that was a bonus for me as he did perform some songs too. We stayed on the floor for the remainder of the show. By the time his late ass came out, the place was decently full. Guess we’ll never know why he was really late but apparently it’s a pattern. Either way, he killed it when he was up there. If he woulda arrived on time, I think there coulda at least been 30 more minutes of show but he was only there for an hour. That’s bullshit considering the tix cost over 50 bucks!
He performed a lot of the classics and some new songs that were on point. The stage setup was so minimal that you wonder even more about the lateness. Little white kid was onstage with the dj. Sound quality was excellent, I’ll give the Hard Rock that much. Air temp was comfy too. Seats had plenty of leg and ass room and were cushioned. Our view from the top was unobstructed and when we went to the bottom, we were damn near right next to the stage. I ain’t get no pics or vid cuz my phone is an old piece of shit and it sucks.
Would I attend another Snoop concert? Hell no! All ya’ll know how I am with lateness and even Snoop ain’t immune to that policy. It was a good concert when he was doing his shit but I ain’t get my money’s worth and my time is valuable. I sat on my ass for 4 straight god damn hours with no food or water and only got 1 hour of the entertainment I paid for. Nope, that’s it for me and Snoopy. Still got love but unless the next concert is free, count me out. His parting words were to do three things when you wake up in the morning: be grateful you were able to wake up, brush your teeth, and smoke some weed. 2 of the 3 I can agree with. Now came the fucked up part: getting home safe with a bunch of drunk crackers behind the wheel. Cut off the alcohol, not the food. Damn capitalists.
What’s the most memorable moment of the night? Other than some chunky white dykey bitch who had her overfilled water balloon sized cleavage all propped out for the whole planet to see, it was that motherfucker in the wheelchair with his little green towel. Now that’s some fucked up shit that I remember him more than anything else this night. And yes, it was about 60% white people at the concert. But you probably knew that already, right? It’s what me and my homey expected and that’s what it was. Not that it matters much. Snoop ain’t hold back on the language either. And there were kids there too. Gotta love hip-hop culture. Corrupting crackers and the youth one verse at a time.
















