Last night, on the way home from Lollapalooza, the trip got entertaining enough that I almost didn’t get off at my stop. For real.
About 45 minutes into the 1 hour commute, the below dude started spitting some verses – his own while tying in some 90’s east coast rap. His boom box was a Treo. Yes, a Treo cellphone. Regardless, by the time I got off the train, he was receiving standing ovations from nearly everyone after each rhyme. That’s saying a lot seeing that most people on the L prefer to ignore everything. There were a few shouts of “Damn – Kanye needs to open for you!” Et cetera.
No joke – really good…I wish I would have gotten his emcee name. But, I assume he’ll be “found” soon enough…