Last night, Sweat Fest hit the Scoot Inn as hard as that rain did. For those that missed, during Yo Majesty‘s set, did:

A. Jwl B. go topless during a song or two with some of the biggest, most beautifullest titties just staring ya square in the eye, whilst their proud owner was spitting it so fast most of the time the lyrics upstaged ‘dem true, fine boobies?
B. Shunda K. pick a member of the audience up, (ironically this foxy, straight girl, Beth) holding her hovered while bumping, grinding, and straddling like we shoulda been paying to watch?
C. The whole room sing happy birthday to Shunda K., the song concluded by my gay boyfriend JT presenting her very own gold Leo medallion, at which point, some concert goers claim to have seen her tear up? In her camo bullet-proof vest?

YES!

(Missed it? No worries, they’re coming back: Sep., 6, 8pm, Beauty Bar. Be there. Kates will.)

This article appears in August 3 • 2007.

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