Smoke Weed... Get Drunk... and Fuck...
(Article on the Snoop Dogg concert - and I know you ALL want to know about the Snoop concert ;)
Smoke Weed… Get Drunk… and Fuck?
Apparently this was the special song snoop wrote just for us ;)
It came about ¼ of the way through the concert after Snoop smoked a fat blunt on stage. Yes, a fat blunt. In fact, he smoked three.
There was so much weed in the air before the concert even started that there was no way you couldn’t get high. Aside from the fact someone right next to you might give you a blunt the contact high was more than enough.
Which helped… because we waited a month and ½ for the concert to start.
Actually it wasn’t that long, but it took way way longer than it should have (the weed probably didn’t help - that whole time moving slow issue.) The blunts were a nice addition for keeping the natives at bay - people were starting to think snoop was going to ditch us. We only paid $10 after all.
We watched the opening act - wow, was that shit. I think the shitty rapper’s name was “Slim Thug.” OK First of all, come up with a better name you retard. You just named yourself after the white rapper, and then added THUG to it? That’s going to be the secret to your failure. Come up with a better name… Oh, and some talent, that might help also.
So they give us a shit opening act, and then they wait like an hour. Then the hip hop dancers came on. Surprisingly enough, they were actually pretty good. One of my closest friends came to the concert with me. She and I have been considering taking hip-hop dancing lessons - looks like we’re totally in, but I digress.
The dancers were pretty good, and a nice fake-out for the beginning of the show. I KNOW I’m not the only one who thought they were going to be the intro. Unfortunately, Snoop still hadn’t gotten his shit together. I don’t know who she was, but I hope she was hot.
Once again, the thing with the time makes this more complicated, but I think it was about 10:30 when Snoop finally appeared. After that our faith was restored, and I don’t think we’ve ever seen anything like that in our lives. I speak for the collective here, because I know it’s the general consensus - I asked ;)
Snoop saunters on stage wearing old school gangster clothes. I know a few of us were hoping for his pimp coat, but when I saw him I was happy. It’s nice to see that Snoop hasn’t forgotten his roots. It happens so often now, and it’s tiring. With red 213 shirt and baggy pants Snoop proceeded to blow our minds.
He’s really real people. None of it is fabricated. He’s everything he is on television and more. He’s Snoop Dogg. One of the fore fathers of gangsta rap music. One of the three who made it all happen for us. Even though they came first we all know that Wu-Tang didn’t do what Snoop, Dre, and 2Pac did. Rap was good before that, but the death row trio made rap something that everyone listened to. Rap entered the music world with a bang, and everyone had a copy of the Chronic. After the Chronic came Doggy Style and Me against the World. Gangsta rap was its own entity, and I saw one of its Godfather’s.
Of course, the song I went to hear was Murder Was the Case. I’d been sending Snoop psychic messages for a month and ½, and he delivered. Murder was the Case was the first song Snoop blessed us with, and Snoop and I will be down forever. I might even start BUYING his records ;)
Snoop has a wonderful way of involving the audience in a concert. We all waved our hands in the air and jumped while we listened to Snoop deliver Murder was the Case. I rapped along with Snoop. My life was forever changed.
“Do you guys want to hear some mother-fuckin classic Snoop Dogg?”
“Hell yeah…” we answered.
We started to move through the entourage…
One of the best performances (and trust me ALL of the songs were torn up) was Pump Pump. You haven’t heard that Pumping sound until you’ve heard a group of rappers on stage making it. So forceful, and so powerful. Snoop jumped his skinny ass all over the stage, and we all understood what we were there for. The proof is there people, Snoop really is Snoop, and that’s all I can say about that.
“I smell some good weed out there, and ya’ll ain’t gonna hook me up? You ain’t gonna take care of me?”
I have no idea why it took about 5 minutes to take care of Snoop but, after a random chap stick fling, the blunts flooded the stage.
“You all heard I quit smoking weed right? Ah well, fuckit…”
*Snoop lights the blunt, and takes a couple of huge puffs*
scavenger smoker ;)
And breaks into Lodi Dodi…
Now, Lodi Dodi is my best friend’s Snoop song. I tried to call her four times but the damn phone was busy. I did, however, try to take her there. That should account for something.
Snoop tore the shit outta Lodi Dodi, and every other song after that.
He told us he was going to poor out a drink of his favorite drink for us. Gives us some Gin and Juice, and then GIVES us some Gin and Juice.
He pulled off Gin and Juice wonderfully, and now that he’s clearly a little fucked up (it was at least his second blunt by this time) he really pulls out the Snoop. Then we all get so involved in the concert that we might as well have been on stage. The location is very small, and Eckerd kids should be glad of this. Even though we were all cramped in that small space it added so much “personal time” to it. We were IN the concert, and not AT the concert.
Not in this order, but as it was one of my classic favorites, I definitely need to put a word in about 2 Of Americaz Most Wanted. After murder was the case I said that I’d like to hear 2 of Americaz Most wanted, and Snoop came through again and “took us there.” This worked for me.
This song was on one of 2Pac’s CDs All eyes on me, (CD1) but you can pick it up on the 2CD set 2Pac’s greatest hits. Pretty good compilcation, but you do miss some of his quality NEW music - yes, 2Pac is still producing records now that he is dead. Get over it people. It’s happening somehow, and it’s nice to remain blissfully ignorant isn’t it? Stop trying to decide if he’s dead or not - that could be a whole ‘nother article.
I digressed again, I know, it’s a bad habit…
Americaz Most Wanted… “Ain’t nothin but a gangta party…” Is pretty much all I can say about that. This almost bought tears to my eyes. I was on my way out when my friend told me not to cry. I pulled myself together, but it was some emotional shit for the fans of the original death row. Snoop rapped his parts, and then let 2Pac rap his over the loud speaker. This almost bought tears to my eyes. At the end he had us hold up our had, and make a two, while yelling "2Pac."
“2Pac we miss you, 2Pac we love you, RIP 2Pac."
That was almost too much, but I handled it. 2Pac will never die, and Snoop knew it was right to pay respects to him.
The concert continued…
Snoop gave us some of his new, and FINALLY (after a creative slump) top notch hits.
Beautiful, which came to us a few years ago.
A nice song for the ladies, and then there was a conversation between Snoop and the audience that no one needs to know ;) (You should have gone - I wasn’t going to give you EVERYTHING.)
And, a couple of songs from his new CD.
The last one being the end to every decent party, “Drop it like its Hot.”
“Drop it like its Hot…”
Great song, you might even dance on a table as a result…
We dropped it like it was Hot after Snoop told us that the sound man was trying to cut him off earlier. Apparently we were to kick the soundman’s ass if he turned Snoop off. We all would have obliged - shit we wanted to hear Snoop, and if Snoop wanted to rap to us then we were gonna let him do it. Snoop smoked another blunt, and gave us Drop it like its Hot.
I was silent, and when the concert ended I got on the bus in shock. It felt like a dream and I, for once, was unable to say anything. LeeLee… Silent?
I said nothing about it the entire week. I gathered comments, and opinions, but I haven’t written about it. There wasn’t anything to say until I figured out that it really HAD happened, and that I HAD seen Snoop on stage.
I woke up the next morning, and it had started to hit me. It took a whole week, however, for me to give an account on it. I wanted to do it justice, and I wanted everyone to understand the magnitude of this thing.
Every different creed, race, and situation was there, and I think Snoop appreciated that.
He thanked us for behaving and mentioned the fact that there was no fighting, and no shooting, just people having a good time. He told us he IS coming back, and I believe him. It was a great concert, and we ALL enjoyed it.
We rode home on the bus quieter than we had on the way there. All feeling so much closer than we had before the show. WE had all experienced something together, a Snoop Dogg concert….
…Smoke weed, get drunk, and Fuck?
Maybe so…
now go out and buy some death row trio cd’s… …shit
(They need to make word so it recognizes words like nothin, and gangsta.)
Smoke Weed… Get Drunk… and Fuck?
Apparently this was the special song snoop wrote just for us ;)
It came about ¼ of the way through the concert after Snoop smoked a fat blunt on stage. Yes, a fat blunt. In fact, he smoked three.
There was so much weed in the air before the concert even started that there was no way you couldn’t get high. Aside from the fact someone right next to you might give you a blunt the contact high was more than enough.
Which helped… because we waited a month and ½ for the concert to start.
Actually it wasn’t that long, but it took way way longer than it should have (the weed probably didn’t help - that whole time moving slow issue.) The blunts were a nice addition for keeping the natives at bay - people were starting to think snoop was going to ditch us. We only paid $10 after all.
We watched the opening act - wow, was that shit. I think the shitty rapper’s name was “Slim Thug.” OK First of all, come up with a better name you retard. You just named yourself after the white rapper, and then added THUG to it? That’s going to be the secret to your failure. Come up with a better name… Oh, and some talent, that might help also.
So they give us a shit opening act, and then they wait like an hour. Then the hip hop dancers came on. Surprisingly enough, they were actually pretty good. One of my closest friends came to the concert with me. She and I have been considering taking hip-hop dancing lessons - looks like we’re totally in, but I digress.
The dancers were pretty good, and a nice fake-out for the beginning of the show. I KNOW I’m not the only one who thought they were going to be the intro. Unfortunately, Snoop still hadn’t gotten his shit together. I don’t know who she was, but I hope she was hot.
Once again, the thing with the time makes this more complicated, but I think it was about 10:30 when Snoop finally appeared. After that our faith was restored, and I don’t think we’ve ever seen anything like that in our lives. I speak for the collective here, because I know it’s the general consensus - I asked ;)
Snoop saunters on stage wearing old school gangster clothes. I know a few of us were hoping for his pimp coat, but when I saw him I was happy. It’s nice to see that Snoop hasn’t forgotten his roots. It happens so often now, and it’s tiring. With red 213 shirt and baggy pants Snoop proceeded to blow our minds.
He’s really real people. None of it is fabricated. He’s everything he is on television and more. He’s Snoop Dogg. One of the fore fathers of gangsta rap music. One of the three who made it all happen for us. Even though they came first we all know that Wu-Tang didn’t do what Snoop, Dre, and 2Pac did. Rap was good before that, but the death row trio made rap something that everyone listened to. Rap entered the music world with a bang, and everyone had a copy of the Chronic. After the Chronic came Doggy Style and Me against the World. Gangsta rap was its own entity, and I saw one of its Godfather’s.
Of course, the song I went to hear was Murder Was the Case. I’d been sending Snoop psychic messages for a month and ½, and he delivered. Murder was the Case was the first song Snoop blessed us with, and Snoop and I will be down forever. I might even start BUYING his records ;)
Snoop has a wonderful way of involving the audience in a concert. We all waved our hands in the air and jumped while we listened to Snoop deliver Murder was the Case. I rapped along with Snoop. My life was forever changed.
“Do you guys want to hear some mother-fuckin classic Snoop Dogg?”
“Hell yeah…” we answered.
We started to move through the entourage…
One of the best performances (and trust me ALL of the songs were torn up) was Pump Pump. You haven’t heard that Pumping sound until you’ve heard a group of rappers on stage making it. So forceful, and so powerful. Snoop jumped his skinny ass all over the stage, and we all understood what we were there for. The proof is there people, Snoop really is Snoop, and that’s all I can say about that.
“I smell some good weed out there, and ya’ll ain’t gonna hook me up? You ain’t gonna take care of me?”
I have no idea why it took about 5 minutes to take care of Snoop but, after a random chap stick fling, the blunts flooded the stage.
“You all heard I quit smoking weed right? Ah well, fuckit…”
*Snoop lights the blunt, and takes a couple of huge puffs*
scavenger smoker ;)
And breaks into Lodi Dodi…
Now, Lodi Dodi is my best friend’s Snoop song. I tried to call her four times but the damn phone was busy. I did, however, try to take her there. That should account for something.
Snoop tore the shit outta Lodi Dodi, and every other song after that.
He told us he was going to poor out a drink of his favorite drink for us. Gives us some Gin and Juice, and then GIVES us some Gin and Juice.
He pulled off Gin and Juice wonderfully, and now that he’s clearly a little fucked up (it was at least his second blunt by this time) he really pulls out the Snoop. Then we all get so involved in the concert that we might as well have been on stage. The location is very small, and Eckerd kids should be glad of this. Even though we were all cramped in that small space it added so much “personal time” to it. We were IN the concert, and not AT the concert.
Not in this order, but as it was one of my classic favorites, I definitely need to put a word in about 2 Of Americaz Most Wanted. After murder was the case I said that I’d like to hear 2 of Americaz Most wanted, and Snoop came through again and “took us there.” This worked for me.
This song was on one of 2Pac’s CDs All eyes on me, (CD1) but you can pick it up on the 2CD set 2Pac’s greatest hits. Pretty good compilcation, but you do miss some of his quality NEW music - yes, 2Pac is still producing records now that he is dead. Get over it people. It’s happening somehow, and it’s nice to remain blissfully ignorant isn’t it? Stop trying to decide if he’s dead or not - that could be a whole ‘nother article.
I digressed again, I know, it’s a bad habit…
Americaz Most Wanted… “Ain’t nothin but a gangta party…” Is pretty much all I can say about that. This almost bought tears to my eyes. I was on my way out when my friend told me not to cry. I pulled myself together, but it was some emotional shit for the fans of the original death row. Snoop rapped his parts, and then let 2Pac rap his over the loud speaker. This almost bought tears to my eyes. At the end he had us hold up our had, and make a two, while yelling "2Pac."
“2Pac we miss you, 2Pac we love you, RIP 2Pac."
That was almost too much, but I handled it. 2Pac will never die, and Snoop knew it was right to pay respects to him.
The concert continued…
Snoop gave us some of his new, and FINALLY (after a creative slump) top notch hits.
Beautiful, which came to us a few years ago.
A nice song for the ladies, and then there was a conversation between Snoop and the audience that no one needs to know ;) (You should have gone - I wasn’t going to give you EVERYTHING.)
And, a couple of songs from his new CD.
The last one being the end to every decent party, “Drop it like its Hot.”
“Drop it like its Hot…”
Great song, you might even dance on a table as a result…
We dropped it like it was Hot after Snoop told us that the sound man was trying to cut him off earlier. Apparently we were to kick the soundman’s ass if he turned Snoop off. We all would have obliged - shit we wanted to hear Snoop, and if Snoop wanted to rap to us then we were gonna let him do it. Snoop smoked another blunt, and gave us Drop it like its Hot.
I was silent, and when the concert ended I got on the bus in shock. It felt like a dream and I, for once, was unable to say anything. LeeLee… Silent?
I said nothing about it the entire week. I gathered comments, and opinions, but I haven’t written about it. There wasn’t anything to say until I figured out that it really HAD happened, and that I HAD seen Snoop on stage.
I woke up the next morning, and it had started to hit me. It took a whole week, however, for me to give an account on it. I wanted to do it justice, and I wanted everyone to understand the magnitude of this thing.
Every different creed, race, and situation was there, and I think Snoop appreciated that.
He thanked us for behaving and mentioned the fact that there was no fighting, and no shooting, just people having a good time. He told us he IS coming back, and I believe him. It was a great concert, and we ALL enjoyed it.
We rode home on the bus quieter than we had on the way there. All feeling so much closer than we had before the show. WE had all experienced something together, a Snoop Dogg concert….
…Smoke weed, get drunk, and Fuck?
Maybe so…
now go out and buy some death row trio cd’s… …shit
(They need to make word so it recognizes words like nothin, and gangsta.)