Opinions of a murri woman...

Opinions of a murri woman...

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Queens Of The Throne Tour; America 2011 (Part One)

Picture this... My girl Kodie rings me in August and says ‘Hey, so Kanye West and Jay Z have just announced an American tour for their new album ‘Watch The Throne’ and I think we should try and get tickets ...

Me: ‘Yeah gone then’

3 weeks later at 3:30am, text message from Kodie: ‘Pack your bags I just got us tickets to the concert, WE’RE GOING TO AMERICA’...

Flash forward 5 months later, a new passport, travel insurance, savings in my bank, flights booked and a trip to the Sydney International airport and we were out of this bitch; Los Angeles, here we come...



HOLLYWOOD: (sweet baby jesus, we made it in America)

Arriving in LA was surreal... My first real taste of a real American didn’t hit me until I was in line waiting for the shuttle bus out the front of LAX Airport and was being spoken at by a very loud, friendly African American lady who said to us (while she was also talking on the phone at the same time), ‘YOU GIRLS GOT A BOOKING’? NO?? THATS AHEETTT, I GOT YOU.. ITS GONE BE $14 EACH AHEETTT, BUS BE ABOUT 15MINS’ ... Welcome to America CJAY...

After driving for about an hour with Kodie fast asleep on my shoulder, (and snoring loudly May I add, shame) we arrived at our first destination, ‘HOLLYWOOD’... Tinsel town, the place where struggling actors, models and wanna be popstars go to make it... And me; I was just there for a good time not a long time ;)



Our first day in Hollywood consisted of a walking tour of Beverly Hills (Our tour guide ‘Adam’ was a total douche bag who didn’t tell us it was a walking tour, told us he didn’t wear underwear and made us catch a public bus to Beverly Hills, but other than that, it was cool)... Walking the uneven streets of some of the worlds, largest richest estates of the famous and fake tittied, I felt poor and slightly dizzy from 5 hours of straight walking in the LA Sun... Adam ushered us back onto the metro bus and said his fair well and expected a tip from his group of 10 tired travellers... My tip : ‘Hey Adam, don’t make me walk around LA without a bathroom stop for 5 hours ever again’...

Later that night I tried my first half a rack of ribs with sweet potato fries and bar hopped with my girl Kodie along Hollywood blvd drinking $5 margaritas, then later that night swigged on straight vodka out of a bottle with a bunch of aussie back packers we met back at our hostel... Kodie spewed, I slept... Ahhh good times...


Hollywood is a funny place; it makes you feel as if you’re constantly on a movie set, surrounded by extras... Billboard signs everywhere, tall lifeless palm trees lining the streets, hobos asking for money and crazy Christian groups protesting that ‘Jesus is the only way’ passing us at the lights (If only they knew that Sneakers and high heels were the only way in my life)

Day 3 and we got our tattoo’s at Lucky 7 tattoo’s done by a mad Mexican by the name of Gennaro ;) Kodie was tearing up when she was getting a star on her foot from the pain.. What a loser... hehehe... I of course sat still the whole time and didn’t feel any pain what so ever... (H.A.M- Hard as a mother f**ker) ....


My last night in LA was spent in Santa Monica with a great guy, walking the dock of the bay, watching all the fisherman fish the coast line of Los Angeles and watched the bright lights of the city come to life as the night went on... This is where I fell in love with the city of California... On my way back from Santa Monica, the radio in the car dropped ‘2pac’s ‘California Love’... I thought to myself at that moment, ‘I can die a happy woman having heard California love while driving in Cali’... Tupac, I love you... Before I knew it, I was back at the hostel fast asleep, ready for my apparent ‘surprise’ I had been promised in the morning by Kodie...

To VEGAS we go:

7am and Kodie and I caught a cab to an unknown destination... We arrived an hour later at a hire car place and just like on ‘The Amazing race’, Kodie says to me, ‘These keys work for any of these cars (convertible mustangs), choose one’ and with that she told me that we were driving to Vegas that day, as she had booked us a room at the MGM Grand hotel and casino to see Kanye West and Jay Z LIVE the next night... She is officially the best secret keeper in the world...

Driving to Vegas was hell, I had caught a head cold from the night before, walking around in the 5 degree weather in Santa Monica meant I pretty much sneezed the whole way across the border to Nevada, but besides that, It was awesome driving the country side of America with my sister girl, seeing snow for the first time on the mountains in a desert ironically, stopping at I-Hop restaurant in some hick town on the way, wearing nothing but a sundress and a pair of tights with thongs on and finally arriving in Vegas checking into the flashest motel, dressed as a hobo back packer...


Before we knew it, we were getting ready for the concert we had been waiting for, for the past 6 months... (well me, for the whole time Kanye had been in the music scene)... A huge Vegas style cocktail later, a pair of black thick rimmed glasses for some Yeezy style and we were sitting in the audience waiting for our two favourite rappers to emerge from the dark stages...

The beat of ‘H.A.M’ opened up the concert and two stages started rising, one with Kanye on top wearing a leather kilt with tights underneath and shirt with his own face on it, and the other with Jay Z wearing some baggy jeans and a leather jacket/hoodie, with a NYC hat on, both spitting their verses, working off each other, with the crowd (including kodie and I) losing their shit!! A large America flag dropped from the top of the main stage and the smooth sounds of ‘Otis Reading’ started to play before the remixed version ‘Otis’ dropped... ‘DAMN YEEZY AND HOV, WHERE THE HELL YA BEEN’...


The album ‘Watch the Throne’ had been probably the most highly anticipated Hip Hop album of 2011 and Kanye and Jay Z didn’t disappoint singing hits ‘No church in the wild, lift off, gotta have it, new day, thats my bitch, welcome to the jungle, made in America and an encore of ‘N****s in Paris’ sung SIX times... Kanye aka Yeezy rocked his hits in between his songs sung with Jay Z, and BLEW MY MIND with all my favourites... ‘Can’t tell me nothing, jesus walks, flashing lights, all falls down, run away, monster, all of the lights, gold digger, good life, stronger, diamonds are forever, heartless’ and others...

Just as you thought you could catch your breath when Kanye would leave the stage, Jay Z would enter... The crowd threw up their diamonds for one of the kings of hip hop, screaming for Brooklyn’s own ‘Jigga man’ aka H to the O.V ... The chants of over 40,000+ people singing ‘I GOT 99 PROBLEMS BUT A BITCH AIN’T ONE, HIT MEEHHH’, was a sight to see, as hands of the hip hop beloved were raised... He dropped some of his newest stuff, ‘Empire state of mind’, ‘Run this town’ and killed that stage with his classics ‘Public service announcement’, Izzo (H.O.V.A), I just wanna love you’, ‘Hard Knock life’, ‘Dirt off your shoulders’, and ‘Big Pimpin’...

The whole entire show was done and dusted after the bar change in ‘N****s’ in Paris’ on the 6th encore of the song... Lasers going everywhere, smoke covering the stadium and shirts and scarves being waved in the air... Without a doubt, Kanye West and Jay Z are on a whole other level from anybody else in the rap game right now... Their individual stage precents and joint performances were like nothing else I have witnessed with any other rapper/performer/singer song writer... And with that, it was all over...


Waking up in Vegas (so Katy Perry of me), I said good bye to the city that has an incredible buzz about it, and flew back to LA to begin the next journey of the trip, Venice beach...

Tales of Venice and New York coming soon.... ;)

Until then, stay tuned...

One love, One Life...

-CEE- XO

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