RaindropHustla

Went down to catch Thee Satisfaction last night at Piecora’s. Those women are dope...and when it comes to their music, expect the unexpected.

I didn’t know Piecora’s had three rooms...I only knew about two. But there is a third. And it was sold the fuck out, sorry.

I came with something crazy on my arm, and we were both happy to run into the homie Chev. He said something to the effect of, “Yo, you better watch your girl,” cause the audience was mad horny early-20s dudes. Good call, Chev.

Due to the stupidity of youth, fools sparked the lah. You could hella smell it everywhere in the cozy performance space, and in the other rooms, too, which were still being used for Piecora’s chief commerce, the slanging of pizza. The gf said she heard waitstaff at the register like, “Yeah, they’re smoking INSIDE the room.”

Language Arts then proceeded to tear it up.

I didn’t really latch on to what was happening until the beat cut out and he started yelling at people in the back of the room to shut the fuck up and listen to him rap. Not classy, but it showed heart, and the following a capella raps definitely deserved shutting the fuck up for. He was way lyrical, all punchlines, and doing more than a little drug talk. Something about “I’m like Peanut Butter Wolf in the streets cause I’m throwing stones” made me choke on my Sprite.

Then it was Cloud Nice time, and since Cloud Nice is more an idea than a specific group, that meant Jerm and Asun rapped for a while, during which, I confess, I went to the other room and took a pizza break. I came back when I heard some Helladope cuts.

All I have to say is “Shine On” is an unimpeachable NW insta-classic, and I can’t get enough of it. Tay Sean and Jerm did it big, and an added bonus was Tay Sean’s mom dancing in the eye of the storm, clearly proud of her son. Fuck, that song is so fun to sing along to.

Though we came for Thee Satisfaction, the gf and I were getting real tired at this point. It was midnight, she’d been up since early, and I’d fallen off my bike a few hours before and was feeling pretty blown out. Maybe it was a not-cool move, but since I paid my $6, I felt I could leave whenever I wanted and vowed to check Thee Satisfaction another time. They’re playing dates aplenty these days.

Oh, one funny thing: When my lady asked me who the DJ was, I didn’t know, so I asked the girl next to me. “Chocolate Chuck,” she said. “Oh, that’s funny,” said my lady. When we got home, it was revealed she heard “Taco truck.” LOL.