Danny Brown Concert #2 Review: The venue was this place called A&R Music Bar in Columbus,Ohio that happens to be right next door the vaunted LC Pavillion. The bar itself was quite underwhelming, the lighting was quite drab, it seemed a bit small considering how many people were lined up, and the stage positioning was a short man's worst nightmare (I'm only 5'6"). The stage was not only small, and decrepit in stature, but was blocked at several points by badly placed pillars. The place also seemed to have been sponsored by Miller given the bracelets they were giving out, thus there wasn't a single craft brew to be found in their selection. Prices were average, I got a 32oz of Blue Moon for $8, so I guess that's not bad given the somewhat upper class location of the bar.
Anyway on to the actual rappers, the first guy was laughably bad. He came out to beat compromised of snares, hi-hats, and a rampant Lil B sample. He then proceeded rap over other artists' beats including those by No Limit, Cash Money, and some Lex Luger generic sounding instrumentals. He looked Wiz Khalifa, sporting a large fitted, skinny jeans that somehow still drooped low enough to showcase all of his boxers, and a random hypebeast shirt with loud colors and wacky type. He kind of sounded like Lil'B if he lost all of his humor actually wrote all of his Based freestyles down. I knew I was going to be able to see shit if I didn't get close so I made my way to the front row slowly but surely.
The next rapper was Deniro Farrar, who I happen to be a big fan of, but the crowd kind of ruined it for me. There were a couple of guys shouting Nigger rather than Nigga in a loud condescending way every time the rapper uttered the word, which happened to be tragically consistent in seemingly every verse. He also resorted to entirely too much call and response, and you could hear his pre-recorded in the backround almost creating a ghosting effect throughout his set. Deniro had really good energy, but honestly nothing seemed to be mixed right. The vocals were way too loud, so much that you could barely hear the often stelllar production, and he neglected numerous requests to perform his hyper tracks like Big Tookie, opting rather to go for these conscious thug confessionals about having the trap to make it out of the hood, murder regret, being a father, etc. After his set he came into the crowd to show us some love and scooped three of the finest black chicks at the venue and took them to the back to hang out with him.
Of course there was a long ass interim before Danny came out, which was pretty annoying, but when his DJ Skwlkr came out everyone got so turnt up! He also played the hypest mix ever consisting of trap music interwove in between hood anthems like Work, Hard in the Paint, Hannah Montana, Bando, etc. Danny finally came out with his cousin and fellow rapper Dopehead wearing these long as shirt/robes that made them look like urban mad scientists. Dopehead turned out to be an amazing hypeman and even performed one his solo songs flawlessly in the middle of the set. I think the first song was Molly Ringwald. It got so hype, but again the fans just were assholes. They were these cute girls in the front row that were really chill that were just dancing and were cool with me occasionally bumping into them every now that eventually got forced out of their position by violent drunk assholes that confuse dancing and moshing with aggravated assault. They smelled like shit, and all thought they deserved to be in front. The venue just seemed overbooked and there happened to be a bunch of racists, mysognists, and idiots in the crowd. Danny went to perform all of his hype songs including Monopoly, Blunt After Blunt, Dope Song, Dip, Break It, Bruiser Brigade, Kush Coma. The set seemed really similar to the one he did almost a year ago sporting the same transition from Blunt After Blunt into Kusha Coma and ending with Dip. Danny even smoked a joint before the start of Blunt After Blunt just as he did when I saw him originally. He was probably about 3/4s just as hype, which is twice as hype as your average rap performer, but he smiled a bit less, and didn't engage in as much banter with the crowd. I could definitely see the wear and tear of his profilic touring sessions painted all of his face and within his eyes.
Overall 3/5
