Hattiesburg, MS 8/1/10
We have made the trip to the 1126 house once before with the one and only Cory Brim, which is why we decided we’d have to make a second stop there. Justin, Josh, and Michael do a great thing for the music community of Hattiesburg/Southern Miss and I wish every city could have dudes as cool and supportive as them. It seems that this house will always have at least 30 or more people who come to see music. Its an awesome little spot and I’ve only seen sweaty dance parties go down. We were greeted shortly by the Kid Midi crew, who we had heard rumors of the night before in Lafayette. These guys kicked off the night perfectly. They grabbed the crowd attention and picked up the energy immediately with a blend of Dance, electronic and funk. Blake and company are a great set of performers, and ended the set perfectly by crowd surfing through the house on a Lisa Frank dolphin ironing board.
We set up and had a blast playing in that little hot ass room. I think my personal highlight was making eye contact with my friend Tyler mid-set and power throwing him a tambourine through the thick crowd of people. This was some street fighter shit, slo-mo jean claude style. Perfect snag, espn highlight reel.
B L A C K I E had to close the night off, because after seeing him the first time, I pretty much never want to play after him. We have some beautiful video footage of his set that will come later but in summary… He began his set by yelling, and the crowd yelling back. He really can’t help but convey energy directly to the audience, and in a situation so tightly packed as this one I think people immediately started to feel it. The crowd yelled fiercely back and he announced “I’m Blackie all caps with spaces” He reached down and started the beat to “Lou Dobbs on my Knob” (a personal favorite of mine and a great opener) As the beat dropped he bum rushed the crowd. There was roughly 20 seconds of bewilderment, I saw question marks on peoples faces and some looked even offended. Once everyone realized what the hell was going on, it was all over from that point. B L A C K I E just commanded the crowd with his energy. Ripping through “You’re Dope, But Im doper” he had the crowd screaming the chorus by the 2nd time around. He usually plays at 15min set because he probably would die if forced to play an hour, but the crowd demanded an encore and he conceded, only asking for a water. The encore had him on the ground clapping and doing an acappella “I write on money” before closing off the set with total mayhem. Michael LaCour, you’re so awesome.
