SPEAK 4 feat. Nosaprise & Screw Tapes, A.D.D., Twenty Eleven, Parking and Fat Tony Mango's March 26, 2011
Aftermath's Saturday afternoon was spent at the beach doing some voluntary biological exploration, which actually consisted more of poking at washed up Manowars with a stick. Needless to say, we were relieved when we could take off our biologist hat and put back on our swagologist fitted cap to survey the lineup of Airborne, Nosaprise, A.D.D, Twenty Eleven, and Parking at Mango's.
After trolling the streets to find some tow-free parking, we walked in Mango's to Nosaprise and his band, Screw Tapes. It was only 10 p.m. and the place was already filled with people, a large amount of high-schoolers presumably there to see Twenty Eleven.
Fat Tony was also onstage behind his laptop, being the cordial host that he is. Nosaprise delivered an expressive set, rapping, playing the guitar, and even getting behind the keyboard to perform a song he'd never performed before.
Tony kept the crowd entertained between sets with Atmosphere, Alicia Keys, and Das Racist - good looking out - before A.D.D. joined him on stage. Fat Tony grabbed a microphone and remained on stage for A.D.D.'s set, acting as a hype man and screaming out, "AY-DEE-DEEEEEEEE!" between songs. A.D.D., the son of the late Houston rap legend Big Mello, is as intriguing as he is high-energy; although his set was shorter than we would have liked, it was the high point of the night.
By the time Twenty Eleven took the stage, it became clear that the influx of people who had arrived in the past half hour were there to see them. Twenty Eleven is a group of swagged-out kids who combine rock and hip-hop - not in the post-grunge, angry white dude way, but a very unified, perceptive fashion.
We readily contributed to the "Swag!" and "Woop!" chants and stood in the back, watching the crowd get disorderly while some of the band members' parents danced behind them. The rapping was on point, but the singing was what really impressed us.
Towards the end of their set, they brought the crowd onstage to dance with them. It was fun to watch, but it sort of made us wish that we had a group like Twenty Eleven when we were in high school in the 'burbs.
Almost the entire crowd was gone after Twenty Eleven left (we imagine Saturday-night curfews are still around midnight) and Parking was on by 12:30 a.m. Parking is an electro-rap duo from Austin consisting of rapper Ibrahim and Nicky Luna, plus L.A.X. member Yadira Brown on vocals.
Twenty Eleven's tour manager, Jeremiah, told us, "She has the voice of Fergie and Jesus." We don't know what Jesus sounds like - we imagine it's similar to Stevie Nicks - but Brown probably comes close. She has a soulful soprano sound that made even the soundcheck sound sensual; we think we saw five or six young bucks fall in love that night.
Ibrahim had to perform with only one arm, as he broke his right one, but he was able to summon some energy from the last eight people standing around. He reminded us of Aesop Rock. Maybe if they would have kept Brown onstage, they could have kept some high-schoolers there.
Personal Bias: The tamest Saturday night we've had at Mango's in a while.
The Crowd: Rowdy high school kids and hip parents-one of Twenty Eleven's dads rode to Mango's on a bike. That's a mix we don't get to see very often.
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Overheard In the Crowd: "10x!!!" 10x, 10 times, 10 times the swag?
Random Notebook Dump: No matter how hard you try, you can't pass a hobo a PBR can through the bars on the patio, girlfriend.