Well, that was interesting. Going to the Pit Spit, I had no idea what I was in for. Sure, unlike a good portion of the people there, I knew what a cypher was and its significance. However, I do go to UNC Chapel Hill. Rap isn't exactly a big part of our culture here.
I get there at 6:00 and of course, they're still setting up. I think that there is some unwritten code in hip hop that a live performance can't start on time. 6:20, and they finally decide to start. It took a good amount of coaxing from one of the guys to get the crowd off of the steps and to the middle of the Pit, which is where the rapping would take place.
From the top, I'm just going to go ahead and say that I was not a fan of their beat choices. Hip Hop Nation, the club that ran the Pit Spit, is a primarily white group. I personally feel like this was reflected in the beat choices, because I could hear how a good portion of them sounded like they were made for Eminem...which is who a lot of the performers thought they were. They kept jacking his flow and even his voice, but yet in a way that just wasn't as good.
There was one guy who completely embarrassed himself. It was this country bumpkin-looking dude, who had a terrible drawl and a hat with a bent brim. He'd get up on the mic and make the crowd groan. His flow can best be described as a rock slide. The worst part is that he kept going up. I had to leave the Pit Spit at 7. During that time period, he went on five separate occasions. Everyone else had gone at most three times. At one point, I got frustrated and yelled for him to pass the mic. Sadly, he didn't.
There were some good rappers. I was impressed by this one dude's Snoop Dogg flow. Those are hard to pull off. Two white boys also had a nice little rap battle, which left the crowd wanting more. There were two rappers who the crowd always seemed to be really feeling, myself included. Unfortunately, I did not get either of their names. However, their flows were solid and their lyrics impressive.
My one caveat about the Pit Spit was that due to Union regulations, they could only turn up the volume to a certain level. This wouldn't be as bad, but when you have a wall of bodies around the speakers, what's being said gets muffled and it gets difficult to hear the lyrics. In any case, the Pit Spit was a successful cypher. I hope that Hip Hop Nation puts on more, perhaps even one during lunchtime on a weekday.
I get there at 6:00 and of course, they're still setting up. I think that there is some unwritten code in hip hop that a live performance can't start on time. 6:20, and they finally decide to start. It took a good amount of coaxing from one of the guys to get the crowd off of the steps and to the middle of the Pit, which is where the rapping would take place.
From the top, I'm just going to go ahead and say that I was not a fan of their beat choices. Hip Hop Nation, the club that ran the Pit Spit, is a primarily white group. I personally feel like this was reflected in the beat choices, because I could hear how a good portion of them sounded like they were made for Eminem...which is who a lot of the performers thought they were. They kept jacking his flow and even his voice, but yet in a way that just wasn't as good.
There was one guy who completely embarrassed himself. It was this country bumpkin-looking dude, who had a terrible drawl and a hat with a bent brim. He'd get up on the mic and make the crowd groan. His flow can best be described as a rock slide. The worst part is that he kept going up. I had to leave the Pit Spit at 7. During that time period, he went on five separate occasions. Everyone else had gone at most three times. At one point, I got frustrated and yelled for him to pass the mic. Sadly, he didn't.
There were some good rappers. I was impressed by this one dude's Snoop Dogg flow. Those are hard to pull off. Two white boys also had a nice little rap battle, which left the crowd wanting more. There were two rappers who the crowd always seemed to be really feeling, myself included. Unfortunately, I did not get either of their names. However, their flows were solid and their lyrics impressive.
My one caveat about the Pit Spit was that due to Union regulations, they could only turn up the volume to a certain level. This wouldn't be as bad, but when you have a wall of bodies around the speakers, what's being said gets muffled and it gets difficult to hear the lyrics. In any case, the Pit Spit was a successful cypher. I hope that Hip Hop Nation puts on more, perhaps even one during lunchtime on a weekday.
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