Just finished reading this XXL column by 2 Dope Boyz blogger Meka, written in anticipation of his first visit to the A for the three-day A3C Hip Hop Fest (starting tonight), in which he drags damn near every wack Atlanta stereotype out from under the rug:
While I’ve never been to Atlanta — or any place down south since my Fear & Loathing In Las Vegas-style bender in Miami a while back (ironically, I’ll be headed back there in two weeks) — thanks to the portrayals I’ve seen of the city via its television shows, music videos and the documentary Good Hair, I’m essentially expecting a lot of bamma activity spliced in with a lot of homosexual jibba jabba, with the occasional employee of the month at Magic City crossing my path every now and then. Should be a lot of fun.
Sorry to disappoint dude, but unless you plan on straying a long way (in demographic if not distance) from Masquerade, where A3C is crashing this year, you won't likely catch any of that action. As we've already said, the A3C Hip Hop Festival is the least likely rappity rap fest the world might expect to find in Atlanta, based on the rep our city has earned over the last decade as the
city that killed hip-hop capital. So in the spirit of the top 5 lists we've been running from featured A3C artists, here's my list of the top 5 things you won't see at A3C.
5) No Waka Flocka Flame: Although there was some early talk of Atlanta radio station Hot 107.9 hosting a stage at A3C, it never gelled. That means there will be no Travis Porter, no Roscoe Dash (cool kid, though), no Rich Kidz, no Gucci or OJ, and no Waka — although he is one of my favorite party starters of the moment.
4) No homo: Despite the continued search to uncover the industry's gay rapper(s) and the likelihood that such a rapper might find Atlanta's black gay community inviting, such a rapper probably would not choose A3C for his coming out party. Black gay pride weekend was last month. As for the blatant homophobia/homoeroticism that proliferates in hip-hop, A3C's a lil' too progressive for all that. But that don't mean the skinny jeans won't be in full effect.
3) No Big Booty Judys: Suffice it to say, strip clubs and indie rap don't mix. While I'm sure plenty of visiting MCs will be anxious to check out our delectable array of butt-naked clubs (Magic City, Strokers, Pin-Ups, etc.), video hos, groupies and shoe models probably won't be flocking to showcases featuring emerging rappers. They're usually in search of the ones who've already arrived. Don't get me wrong, those cute little hipster chicks that pack out Hollyweerd shows get major play. But if you're looking for women whose hips have filled out, wrong event buddy. Should've been here last weekend for the BET Hip Hop Awards.
2) No Gladys & Ron's Chicken and Waffles: While Atlanta has become a bastion of fine dining and culinary delights, Gladys & Ron's ain't one of ’em — unless you're a tourist. You should check out Luda's joint instead. The prawns are on point.
1) No Bishop Eddie Long: See #4. Just sayin.
Not to say that Meka's taste is seriously in question. 2 Dope Boyz happens to be hosting one of the tightest showcases of the fest this Saturday night.
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