We rolled into Lake Havasu like bats outta hell.
Well that sounded cool, but it really wasn’t how it was. After 3+ hours of highway driving, stray dogs and the new Dream (Love vs. Money) cd, we ended up in the godforsaken beach town that is Lake Havasu, a maze of geriatrics and gangbangers parading amongst fast food strip malls, timeshares and unkempt coastal properties.
The Hampton Inn was cool, we we’re all pretty stoked on the continental breakfast (it’s the small things that make Silver Medallion and posse happy). Made sure I had my own room as fast as possible, scoped out the pool, cleaned out the car etc, then everyone got to drinking pretty quick and we walked down to sound check at Kokomos
Sound check the first day was absolutely terrible. They told us 5pm then the sound guy came at 7pm then they kept pushing back and eventually we got the “Just go on.” talk… Which sucked because they put us on at 10 and they didn’t have the stage monitors working and the mics were super feedbacking. Still went fine, people kept dancing, fans kept it popping. After the show I couldn’t drink because of girl drama, but I did enjoy Iglu and Hartley’s set. The lead singer was wearing boxers and had taped a potato inside and was leaning over the second story balcony we perform on telling people how beautiful they are while his keyboardist insulted the sound guy… They we’re doing pretty well, but it was definitely a more hip hop oriented crowd so no one really cared about their show, and they kept playing and playing past their half hour set time. At 45 minutes the show people were telling them to get off, at 50 minutes they turned the stage lights off, at 55 minutes they turned the sound off and at an hour security removed them from the stage. Pretty ridiculous. And they smelled funny as a group, everyone thought they were foreign…
We got caught up talking to some girls we’d met in the hot tub earlier that day in the VIP, then Asher Roth did as they we’re supposed to and bitched about the sound until it was good (monitors working etc) and went on at about 1:30. His set was dope, they did I Love College three (!!!) times and a bevy of hip hop classics and then we all proceeded to party it up, they loved us and vice versa and everyone had a grand old time. Asher did video drops for Amen Ra, I ended up driving a truck full of girls (being the sober one :() to Jack in the Box and got back to the hotel just in time to find the cops going room to room looking for the black guys who brought all those white girls in the hot tub afterhours… It ended up being people other than our posse thankfully. At 5am our boy started textin us, he had taken a girl home in a cab to her place n Havasu and then her male roommates we’re like pounding on the door yelling for him so she gave him cab money and kicked him out the window into god knows where Havasu. He made it alive, I’m just happy we didn’t have to go scouring dark roads for him. It’s as easy as Blackberry:Google Maps:Location:Google:Havasu Cab:Call. Gotta love modern technology.
