Saturday Night: Juicy J and A$AP Ferg at Warehouse Live

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Juicy J, A$AP Ferg Warehouse Live April 27, 2013

Roads were flooded and freeway exits were blocked this past stormy Saturday night in Houston. None of these things mattered to a crowd that wrapped a line around Warehouse Live, and a majority of which wore tube tops, shorts and Jordans.

They were all here for Scoremore's Juicy J concert, which despite the storm packed Warehouse with every teenage twerk team member in the city, rain or shine. They came to do a job.

It almost reminded me of Mac Miller's "Blue Slide Park" tour crowd, except there were way more people fainting, puking and crying. Seriously, way too many people had one of those "I'm never drinking again" nights. At barely 9:30 p.m., the first three bathroom stalls were either splattered with vomit or had a girl hugging the toilet with the door wide open.

The room was swarming with college kids ready to turn up and/or twerk so I was lucky to find the best spots in Warehouse for 5'4 girls like myself to get a good look at the stage. A$AP Ferg took the stage at 10:30 and the crowd grew amped. From my experience with a couple A$AP Rocky shows, any A$AP Mob member guarantees high-energy performances complete with stage-diving and waterworks. It was not hard to tell that Ferg was really excited to be in Houston, as he flashed his full gold-tooth smile the entire time.

Ferg performed a few songs, including "Kissin' Pink," before stopping to ask the audience something: "If you got a fat ass, please come to the stage right now." I thought to myself, "Three Six Mafia always invites girls onstage, he sort of just stole Juicy J's performance steeze."

Shortly afterward, about 16 women who might have looked 16 were onstage showing out. I swear they all came prepared to shake something, almost like they practiced and knew for certain they'd be onstage that night.

That's when the show turned into an outdoor festival type of thing. Beach balls were bouncing across the audience, and Ferg's crew had super-soakers drenching everyone within reach. Then things slowed down a bit, the lights dimmed really low, and Ferg requested that lighters go up as his DJ played Selena's "Dreaming of You."

What better place than Texas to do a Selena tribute? I wasn't mad about that one bit. Ferg left the stage gracefully, and another DJ set began to keep the crowd busy.

I noticed guy in the audience walking around selling portable hookah sticks while puffing on one, and how the hell he got in with them beats me. What baffles me even more is when the hell this random hookah craze started, but as I began to think about it, a guy fainted and hit the floor hard.

When the commotion stirred up, I thought it was a fight but it was only the first of many people to fall out during the night. I overheard one person say, "Is he alive?"

That's when shit got real. I moved to another spot, only to find a girl on the floor crying, dazed and surrounded by her "friends," who kept asking her if she think she'll make it until Juicy J got onstage. Geez, the Trippy Tour got a little too trippy for some.

The DJ started to play "Show Out," and Juicy J took the stage garbed in a red bubble vest, a red snapback and shades. Every cell phone went in the air to Juicy's liveliness, that of a hungry 19-year-old who just wants to be heard.

If you're a classic Three 6 Mafia fan, you'd know that Juicy is not a spring chicken. Among more mature rappers, high energy throughout a set is rare and always highly appreciated. It's like they're vampires or something.

Right before Juicy started "A Zip and a Double Cup," another guy fell out in the audience and needed to be carried out. Juicy invited his "big booty" ladies onstage to dance; the ones who did were the women who come to rap concerts in tight dresses and heels.

Juicy did his best to make sure these ladies looked legal by pointing out that they better not be too young. He started his song "Band a Make Her Dance" and the ladies moved as if they'd won the lotto. Before starting "She Don't Even Smoke," Juicy announced that it was for the folks who wake up and smoke at 6 a.m. and continue to smoke well past 6 a.m. the next morning.

He asked the audience if they knew who the Weeknd was, and they roared with enthusiasm. His song "One of Those Nights" started, and a young lady was picked to join Juicy onstage. I looked away for a split second, and looked back to see her kissing Juicy in the mouth. They were both pretty into it too; Juicy even mentioned catching a boner after that one.

After that audience-participation portion of the set, Juicy allowed three rappers to come onstage to shine with a freestyle for a taste. The first kid got brutally booed; a female rapper tried, to only get booed; and the last guy did fairly okay, according to the audience.

Juicy also went through some well-known Three 6 Mafia songs, like "Slob On My Knob" and "Sippin on Sizzurp." At about 12:15 a.m., he left the stage but returned to encore with "Show Out." I left impressed with Scoremore and proud of all the college kids who managed to not get too trippy and "turnt" long enough to enjoy a good show.

Personal Bias: I was a little sad Juicy didn't perform "Roll With It," because his verse on that song is my favorite of his.

The Crowd: Was almost as entertaining as the people they paid to see.

Overheard in the Crowd: "Is your mom still going to pick us up?"

Random Notebook Dump: I really wish people would chill out with the hookah trend already. Enough is enough.

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