Live music again at last! This was the first time I had seen Cypress Hill in 17 years but more importantly was my first in-person concert since March 12th of 2020. Anyone who has been paying attention knows this is probably the longest I have ever gone between concerts since I first started blowing out my eardrums so many years ago.
As a bonus this just happened to be the rare Saturday concert and at a venue not too far from my place. I mentioned this show to others but nobody gave me a solid yes so I convinced Ingrid to go with me but we waited until the last minute to buy tickets since the concert was not sold out. Ingrid’s cousin Shawn was at the show but actually had decent seats so we thought it was a lost cause to try to find her since our last-minute “cheap” seats were all the way “stage left” and pretty high up.
Our seats were not the only high thing because by the time we got inside and to the front of the beer line the gummies I had taken in the Uber ride over started to take hold, which meant it was time to find our seats. Once we got to our seats we realized other people had decided to make themselves at home in them. Since the concert was not sold out this was not a big deal as there were plenty of open seats for us to slide into. By the time this went down we caught the last couple songs of opener Atmosphere.
Between bands we ended up meeting up with Shawn and followed her to her section where there were two open seats right next to her with our name on them, which ended up being in the first row right behind the sound guy so we could not have asked for better seats. I kept waiting for someone to come kick us out of the seats but nobody ever did!
Cypress Hill still has it. They definitely lead by example when it comes to smoking the reefer and the crowd gladly followed suit by creating a giant marijuana cloud over the venue just like every other time I have seen them. I got a chuckle out of the fact this was the same venue that happened to be the only time I ever got caught with a doobie and now here everyone was openly smoking the now legal cheeba. At one point Cypress Hill brought a giant inflatable king onstage as the centerpiece of their decorum. This occasion also featured a live drummer and at one point B-Real joined in. I don’t remember the entire setlist but I do remember them playing “I Ain’t Goin’ Out Like That,” “When the Shit Goes Down,” “Hand On the Glock,” How I Could Just Kill A Man,” “A to the K” and “Insane In The Brain.”
