Anger Management 3
I could just let you know that last night I was so close to 50 Cent and Eminem that they sweat on me, and leave it at that. But you want to know more….
It was my first experience paying megabucks on eBay for the best tickets possible at a big venue. I was a little nervous that they might be fakes, or that the best tickets weren’t really all that great. But, let me tell you, it was money well spent.
Though we got there late and missed Lil Jon and the East Side Boyz, due to the horrific construction on I35 between the ATX and the SATX, we made perfect timing to grab two beers apiece and get down there as 50 was coming out. We started closer to the top of the Verizon Wireless Amphitheater, and the security kept telling us to go closer. We’d go to the next area, and they’d say, “Go closer”. We were a bit freaked out. I felt like we were going backstage. And I was also impressed that the venue doesn’t pack you in to the GA section like sardines. It was roomy, and much less rowdy than most other shows I’ve been to. We took our usual position on the side, closest to the stage. Like, we could see their backs when they were performing. And the security was so tight - we took out my phone to snap a pic, because, you know, we were so close and all, and before we could even raise it up, someone cme up behind us and said, “you better put that away.”. Geez!
So the show kicked ass. It is interesting how they sandwich the lesser know guys in between the 50 and Eminem breaks, like when they have a wardrobe change Mobb Deep or Stat Quo would come out there. The bass and the pyrotechnics that sounded like gunshots were deafening.
And then there was the suicide of Eminem theme running through his set. Is he retiring? Or is he just going to change his persona, a la Prince becoming that symbol thingy? Or is he jumping on the ‘I’m retiring and am going to bank off of going on several years of retirement tours’ ploy?
Who knows. What I do know is, white boy can rap.