They were kind of made for each other, weren’t they? The perfect combination, if you will, one part, Das Racist–the Brooklyn-via-Wesleyan upstart, indie rap trio–the other half, Enchanted Brocolli Forest–Stanford’s quaint little co-op with Dark Side Of the Moon splattered on walls and the perma-ganj smell ground into the carpet.
Thursday night at EBF was supposed to be a mashing of minds, rap’s cultured intelligentsia meets the Harvard of the West to give a little hip hop lesson. Unfortunately while the passion was there, the technological backing wasn’t, as the music was obscured by everything from failing speakers, cochlea-puncturing feedback and a DJ that didn’t quite get what “beats up, vocals down” means.
What resulted was a show of perspectives. Those in the front enjoyed the wackiness in full view, from Heems’ swigs from his own personal Jack Daniel’s to Kool A.D.’s low-to-the-ground dance moves, and forgot about the sub-par sound. Those who couldn’t see (there was no stage), were none to pleased by the speaker cacophony, with many leaving to save their ear drums before the acoustics killed what little hearing they had left.
Still, full credit to Das Racist for maintaing their cool and even providing an encore when prompted by the crowd: “Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell.” Combination Fed-Ex and Kinkos. Combination good perfomance and deafness. Whatever.
-Ryan and Brian
Das Racist- Combination Pizza Hut And Taco Bell (download)
Check this blog later in the week for one of the strangest interviews ever with Das Racist.