seriously, the picture does the man no justice. he is fucking ripped. and tall! incredibly, misleadingly tall. gigantormous, even! but god damn can he put on a good show! way fuckin’ awesome. he did everything from his old school back-in-the-day grooves to brand-spanking-new tracks from his upcoming album. man, i forgot how much i really do like busta. he fucking kicks ass.
of course, there’s never a really good showing of hip hop shows in boston…and unfortunately the crowd was mighty tame and smallish. oh, and why in god’s name did the avalon beef up security so fucking much for no damned reason (and also kept my flask)? those bastards. they’ve also been booking shows uncharacteristically early these days. all the big names are usually having doors open at 6 or 7 pm. more and more, shows are over by 10 pm. which is fine, i guess. if you go to some random around the way club and see a local band or a no name, they usually don’t go on till post-11 pm. sometimes the main band isn’t even on before midnight. the only problem this ever caused was dealing with the completely unefficient and retarded mass public transit system. but of course, rather than do something to make public transportation more manageable (hi, night owl, i miss you), they just started booking big shows freakishly earlier. good job…not.
anyway, bottom line is, busta rhymes fucking rocks and is HUGE. and so, so sparkly. his bling has bling, yo. awesome.
