I know I have Fuel listed in the title, but I really do not intend to review any part of their show seeing as how I left before they took the stage. That's my warning so all of you Fuel fans leave now. Okay Mos and Run DMC appreciators, still there? Good. Not much to say really, the show was just frickin' good. It started behind schedule, as most shows often do, and once we were admitted we were subjected to a couple of opening bands without warning. No biggie, they both did three songs at the most and they weren't really that bad. Anyway, Jam Master Jay eventually makes his way to the stage (and I must say that I was amped cuz I was ready for some oldies) and situates himself behind the turntables--good fortune number one. Secondly, DMC COMES OUT!!!!!!! Okay a few of you may not know why the preceding phrase is in caps, I'll explain. We all watch VH1. Hell, when I had a television I watched it. Furthermore, we all watch Behind the Musics, don't deny it, just admit it and move on. As a result of watching the Run DMC Behind the Music it became clear to me that trouble was a-brewin', yesiree Run's ego had run a bit to far and DMC wasn't feelin' it. I had reason to believe that Run wouldn't be there for obvious and understandable reasons, but alas! he appeared on stage and I was a happy girl. Okay just to run through this really quickly (since I've wasted the majority of the review yappin') they were ill. They did the oldies, "Mary, Mary," "Beats to the Rhyme," and "It's Like That" included. They were energetic for some old men, as a matter of fact DMC has a nice ass physique for an old man, but that's another story. Jam Master Jay still has "it," whatever "it" is---in this case the ability to be part of and contribute to a group in which he is a part while, at the same time, showcasing his special skill as a dj. The only complaint I have is the fact that they had DMC rhyming over his vocals because of his voice changes and that they didn't actually do "Peter Piper," they just played the beat. In all they ripped it and proved to whoever the hell called them "over-the-hill" hip hoppers that the old folks (Old being a relative term in hip hop, of course) still know how to do it.

Okay, so then we're standing there, staring at an empty stage trying to figure out who's gonna go next. The "crew" was setting up all kinds of band equipment that led many to believe that Fuel was next, but after a couple of new moons, out steps Mos. Yay!!! Okay so he didn't do that many songs, but he worked the hell outta the ones he did do. Needless to say, Jack Johnson, his band for those who don't know, was backing him and boy did they. In "Umi Says" and "Ms. Fat Booty" alone they were able to work in some Pharcyde, Bob Marley, Gregory Isaacs and a version of "Just My Imagination." I guess Mos thinks he's a soul singer now; no complaints though cuz he didn't forget the rhymes. He even switched it back to the Rawkus 12" days with a little "Universal Magnetic." Yep, so Mos was dope, Run Dmc were dope and all that for only ten bucks. I'd say that I got over.