I'm in a bar on the west bank in Minneapolis. It really wants to be a dive bar, but nobody appears to have told the chef or the bar manager. So I've just had an excellent dinner and a pint of Surly Furious.
I'm there to see a show. More accurately, I'm there to hang out with my husband as he takes pictures at the show.
See, the headliner is MC Frontalot, the recognized father of nerdcore rap, and I'm just not all that into nerdcore. It falls into the category of things that make me happy because they exist but which I don't personally need to deal with. It's funny stuff, but too much of it is deliberately awkward. Perfectly in character, but not what I'm looking for in music.
Let's just say that my hopes for the show aren't high.
I feel bad for the local opening act. We missed them while eating, and there are only about a dozen people in the stage area when we get there. They played to no one.
Then Schaffer the Darklord (STD) comes out in a long black hooded cloak with his black box, and things start to get interesting. He dumps the cloak after the first song and raps in a purple shirt and black suit. Oh, he's a geek all right, but he's also been a musician longer than nerdcore has been considered a genre. And it shows.
Despite writing science fiction and fantasy for adults and young adults, I'm rather attached to reality. But you shouldn't have too much trouble figuring out which posts are which.
If you do need help, you can email me at gmail: stephanie.zvan.
And really kids, don't use this for your school papers without citations. People have already been caught doing that. Ask your teachers if you don't know what plagiarism means.
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