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In case you didn’t know, BILLY SUNDAY grinds for the Evil Empire.

Thank you white baby Jesus for giving me white people. Thank you for their pasty, melanin-challenged skin tone, their blue eyes and their blonde hair. Thank you for making them love Hip-Hop. Enough so to come out 50,000 deep in the pouring rain to listen to some of the greatest Hip-Hop music ever created. And in some cases, the pinnacle of obscure niche-related rap music. Whatever shit you are into, thank you white folks for saving Hip-Hop.

Sunday’s Rock The Bells concert went down in a massive downpour, but that didn’t stop the greatest music ever from being performed and it surely didn’t stop people from coming to the show. White people that is. But in all truthfulness, Black people weren’t coming to this concert anyhoo. It’s funny to me that this concert wasn’t even on Black people’s radars. Most live Hip-Hop concerts are never on Black people’s agendas. As a matter of fact, I can honestly say that nowadays the majority of Black folks experience with rap music out of doors is usually only from a car stereo system. I suppose that too many Blacks are trying to become rappers than remain fans. In all fairness, there were some Black folks at the concert that weren’t a part of the rapper entourages, but you kids already know that white folks have this outdoor concert shit OnSmash.

Shouts to eskay who engineered press passes for the iNternets Celebrites crew to attend the music festival. The people that put this shit together treated the press like shit too by not letting us fuck with the craft services or the free shit. I go to these joints and I expect to get some free grub and at the very least a fucking free t-shirt. Not at this event. I couldn’t even get a bottle of water from these promoters. I’m not thanking those white people in this drop. I’m thanking all the white people that came from miles away and mud wrestled, and also let me drink their beer and smoke their weed with no problem, and all the white people who recited the entire song of Wu-Tang’s opus ‘Triumph’ word for word. Without you, this Hip-Hop shit would be dead already. Black folks, y’all need to step up your Hip-Hop love. Have a park jam or something where the deejay pulls power from a streetlamp. Walk around with a big ass piece of cardboard and just put it down and breakdance. Go steal a can of Krylon and cop some tags somewhere, but just become Hip-Hop again. Black people, you’ve relied on your skintone for too long to automatically express your love of Hip-Hop and I no longer believe you. You need more people.

My favorite performer of the festival was MF Doom who wore a camoflage hooded sweatshirt that made him look like Godzilla with a mask on. Also the vintage Darryl Strawberry jersey was priceless. Mos Def and Talib were on point and Mos didn’t offend my sensibilities too much with his singing or his JaFaican chanting. Rakim the god emcee did his thing. It’s good to see dude getting some work in to pay off them broads suing his ass for child support. Cypress Hills is still getting me high after all these years, well actually, the white folks that came to see Cypress and brought their official white boy weed. White boy weed > anything you will smoke with a Black dude, including crack. I love Public Enemy and their set was solid as always even though Flav was allowed to veer off on some experimental Sun Ra shit. Rage Against The Machine closed the show. If you wonder why we love these dudes so much, but we never go out and try to put into action some of the revolutionary shit they talk about you can blame the White Boy weed. It’s that good.

The highlight of the day for me was the Wu, of course. Their catalog of hits along with Method Man’s unsurmountable energy will guarantee a great show from these dudes every time you see them. You know all the hits from ‘C.R.E.A.M.’ to ‘Liquid Swords’ to ‘Shame On A Nigga’ and so on. I can’t wait to be seventy years old and see these dudes performing in Las Vegas as a classic Hip-Hop revue act. The odds are that it will be me and ton of seventy year old white folks as well. Black folks might be into making rap music, but when it comes to supporting true Hip-Hop artistry, not so much.