“man 9 months ago I was in a fucking small ass booth checking parking tickets now i’m a starving artist… shit fuck’s my head up. “
Who knew a gruff-voiced former Crown Heights parking attendant-turned-weirdo-emcee could pack Eclectic with sweat, rhymes, and somewhere between eight and twelve raucous hype men? Not me. Not you. As promised, it sounded a bit “like the time you saw a Mexican dude and a Chinese dude arguing in Spanish while a garbage truck backed up and someone drove by blasting the bass line of ‘Grindin.’” Except louder, and without the strippers.
After spirited opening sets by Wes’ own Kill-F (seriously: spirited) and Harvard-based Silky Johnson, Mr. Mothafuckin’ eXquire took to the stage for 30-35 minutes clad in a red Phillies hat last Friday, ran through raucous feel-good verses about “Dunk Driving on a Wednesday” and “Good Pussy in Chicago,” then retired quietly to the back of the stage and let his DJ’s club mixes rule the crowd for a lil while. As Argus correspondent Michael Darer ’15 faithfully reports, “Eclectic found itself particularly enlivened during the show, shaking with thunderous beats and boastful lyrics so that the entire house rumbled like a volcano.”
Below, a gallery of images primarily from eXquire’s set, with a few of Kill-F mixed in. If you snapped any of Silky Johnson, send them our way at staff(at)wesleying(dot)org.