Tuesday, November 04, 2003


whoah. Digital Underground was off the chain, serially. That was honestly one of the best hip hop shows I’ve ever seen, werd, and I’ve been to a few. To my peeps who flaked, yo, you lost money, lbc, every last one of yall, but shit I didn’t mind kickin it up in the hizzle solo, na mean? S’all good.

Two moments stand out in my mind. The first being right after the DJ drops the beat for Tupac’s “I get around,” ya know, the track with Shock G & Money B? yes of course you do. So Shock grabs a bottle of Hennessy and starts pouring some out right on stage for his homey aka Mr. Shakur. Fukn nice. And he didn't skimp, Shock poured out a good amount, I watched it splash and plop on the platform, getting a nice soak in there. Shock has got this dead serious look on his face, looks up to the sky, and it's like chicken skin, ferreal, you could feel pac in the room. (cough bullshit all you want, and yeah i'd had a few, but it was a moment, ya dig?) This gets the crowd all amped, after which we rap all of Tupac’s parts and Shock and Money just strait flow the rest. Shock G puts the satin on the panties and it is all good. Dizope. Strait up dedication style.

The other moment was of course the Humpty Dance. Shock was wearing like jeans with all these funky patches on them and an aloha shirt, but when the DJ drops the beat for the hizump, Shock grabs like this leisure suit blue jacket, puts it on, and the crowd goes nuts, and then he reaches in the pocket of said jacket, and you KNOW whut the fuck he’s reaching for, and there they are, the horn rimmed glasses with the big ol’ honkin nose, a bright green one, and he puts that shit on and he becomes Humpty, strait up & down, it’s like homey changes personalities. Crip as muthafuckin hell. I was wondering how he'd handle the switchbacks between personas, but it was smooth as hell, basically he kicked the humpty hump and then they went strait into dowhatchyalike, and after hump's verse, he took the jacket, glasses, and nose off, and that was it, humpty had left the building.

Oh and also one of the guys from the Luniz was on stage too, so they played “I got 5 on it” and sparked like a big ol’ ell right on stage and passed it around the crowd, and the dizzle was fizzled. The DJ then announced that the club had specifically told them NOT to blaze onstage and share with the crowd, but they'd done it anyway, one love for the Hawaiian scenesters, werd to tha third.

So anyway, they proceeded to play for like an hour and a half. They didn't start until about midnite, but it was WELL worth the wait. Duwhatchyalike, kiss me back, freaks of the industry, and they got all the classic shit out of the way before delving into some of their new shit, which, surprise, was fucking crackin! I was impressed, I mean really fucking impressed. And you gotta understand, this is Honolulu, so it’s a mellow scene, so literally, I was right in front, I mean the crew was right there, all slappin hands with the crowd, and it was a good sized contingent, but not insanely packed or anything, so you had plenty of room to groove and and shit, they even had the little kid from “no nose job” all grown up and on stage rappin his ass off.

Seriously, if you ever get a chance to see these guys, they are the real deal, and they are still keeping it just all about the hip hop, no fucking wack ass bling bling bullshit, all about the love, fucking musical masterpiece type shit. The bay was represented QUITE nicely.

Thank you very very much, DU, for a fantastic fucking show.

Sincerely,

Tha jurk storr