I’m exhausted, and my feet are in pain, but I’m just too pumped from the Show Me the Money concert to sleep. So I’m going to post about it.
I got there about two hours before the doors opened. And there were enough people there that I figured I probably wouldn’t be very close to the stage, but once the doors opened, it turned out that, yeah, I was pretty close. (The crowd was really different from Block B’s: I’d say 30-40% guys, and at least 90% Asian.) I also figured that I wouldn’t take pictures, but then I wound up taking a ton, but most of them didn’t really turn out. So I am posting only the really, really crucial ones here.
I was worried about it being standing-only, but people were very civilized (in fact, since I caught someone with my elbow by mistake, I may have been the worst one there). The concert started about an hour after they opened the doors, and when the people waiting right up next to the stage decided that they wanted a drink or to pee, they left their spot and came back without any visible problems.
About half-an-hour before the concert started, Tablo stuck his head out from behind the curtains. No apparent reason.
The concert started with a little video telling us that, you know, Basick won, and then he popped out and did two songs from the show and then a third. He was great–no mistakes, very comfortable performing. He spoke English quite well and told us that he was living his dream and that now he really felt like a star. It was really sweet.
Then it was Jinusean’s turn. They did just a little bit of “Oppa’s Car” and then did a bunch of their songs. Sean took of his jacket after the first song, and then we get to THE MOST IMPORTANT PICTURES!!!
Needless to say, I felt obligated to carefully record this for the sake a science. For starters, there was the interesting phenomenon of a seriously buff 40-something. And then I planned to compare and contrast said shirtless 40-something to Jay Park when he took off his shirt. Sadly, my planned experiment was destroyed when Jay Park, in defiance of all expectation, NEVER TOOK OFF HIS SHIRT!
I was crushed. As a scientist, mind you.
Anyway, Jinusean said that they are planning on releasing more music, so yay.
On we went to AOMG. Loco came out first, as is usual. (There are a surprising number of people who REALLY want to have his baby, wow. I mean, are they oblivious to the whole erotic asphyxiation thing, or is that a turn-on?) Then Jay Park and his shirt came out. (He’s really petite–I know he jokes about being short, but he’s really got a small build.) They did “Mommae,” and someone threw a pair of lace panties, which DELIGHTED Jay Park–he said, “Holy shit!” and held them up for everyone to see. Seriously, he was so impressed.
I should note at this point that the advertisement for the concert suggested that the final four contestants would appear. I figured that wasn’t going to happen since Mino wasn’t at the Seoul concerts, but I thought we’d get just a couple of the guys from the final four.
So Jay Park and his shirt say, We’ve got someone joining us–it’s David Kim! And David Kim comes out, and he does a song. And then Jay Park and his shirt say, Oh, there’s someone else–it’s Sik-K! And Sik-K come out and does a song.
And THEN Jay Park and his shirt say, Gee, there’s a third–Geegooin! And now people start to freak the fuck out, because they’re realizing what he’s done. And sure enough, after Geegooin does his song, out pops Lil Boi!
Yup–JAY PARK BROUGHT HIS ENTIRE TEAM TO LOS ANGELES. He is the man. It almost made me forgive him for the shirt.
So with the six of them (plus a DJ) on the stage, and everyone in the audience going mental, lots of water got thrown. The next performer up was Tablo, who only did two songs but managed to be hilarious–he spent a good hunk of time wiping the stage with a little handtowel, and then he said, “Those AOMG boys really [long pause, as though he’s going to compliment them] fucked up the stage!” His delivery is just hysterical, and pretty much impossible to capture in print. He went into this long monologue about how lonely he was coming out to L.A. without the rest of Epik High–he was lonely on the flight, he was lonely in the hotel room, he was lonely now on stage . . . it doesn’t read funny, I know, but it was just the funniest thing when he said it.
Then Paloalto came out. Boy, I feel like his stage presence just kind of has to be experienced. From the show, my impression was basically, here’s this old guy who is an excellent rapper but has no eyebrows and some pretty dorky moves. And that’s all true, but he does have something on stage that’s hard to define. I kind of wanted to throw panties at him, and that surprised me.
He had a guest rapper who was not on the show but was quite good–I thought his name was J-2 but I can’t seem to find him on Google. (ETA: A-ha! His name is G2!) He said he was from Texas, anyway. And for one song three backup dancers popped out: Dumbfounded, a guy I don’t know but who looks really familiar (I think he’s a YouTuber who does K-Pop), and Jay Park, still wearing his damned shirt.
It was funny because at one point Paloalto told us to say, “Yay!” and we said “Whoo!” instead, and he shook his finger at us and looked very disappointed. So we said “Yay!” after that.
They finish up, and at this point it’s been about two hours, my feet are sore, and I’m thinking, Oh, OK, it’s over. But of course it wasn’t–time for San-E!
He started out with his more serious stuff, but then he asked us all if we were all busy tonight and started in on the smutty and funny stuff he does. And then he wanted us all to jump at this one song, and like Paloalto before him, he was very severe–we ALL had to jump (not just 70% of us!) and our feet had to leave the floor and he wanted no shirking from the balcony! Honestly I don’t know what I’m going to do tomorrow, but a foot massage may be in order.
After San-E was Verbal Jint. They brought out a keyboard, and I though someone else would play it, but Verbal Jint played it while rapping, because he is amazing. (He’s a very confident performer and not weird at all.) Verbal Jint brought out Sanchez to sing–he was great and very funny. He looks very different in person than in pictures: I never thought he looked much like Microdot, but he totally does in real life. And he’s really cute.
Then Sanchez left and San-E and Basick came out, and they all performed. And then the concert was over!
So everyone starts to head out. That’s a little complicated at that venue (Club Nokia) because it’s three stories up, so to get there you go up two escalators and across a narrow walkway that overlooks the courtyard below. So I was walking along with the crowd to the walkway, and there was this big ruckus.
I don’t know how this happened, but the four guys from Team AOMG got themselves stuck out there in the exiting crowd. There were security people around them, but the walkway was narrow and everyone was pretty much going apeshit. I stood back and cheered as they went by, and the expressions on their faces were pretty much:
They got through without incident as far as I could see. But it cracked me up–one minute they’re people no one recognizes, the next they’re almost being smushed off a balcony in a foreign country by fans.