De La Soul
Reviewed by Christopher Coletti, Fri., July 12, 2002
De La SoulStubb's, July 3
No meteorologist could've predicted how long the clouds would hold, and yet the sky cleared from a six-day flood watch just long enough for De La Soul's make-good on a Stubb's date that was rained out last fall. Instead of keeping the crowd at bay for hours like Snoop Dogg weeks before, the eager Soul trio popped off immediately following Texas openers K-Otix and DJ NickNack. Maseo emerged as the impromptu hype man, taking a second to get the crowd riled before scurrying back behind the 1200s to introduce his two bandmates. POS was quick to reassure the crowd that they were prepared to give 'em what they wanted, starting with "their favorite Three Feet High." Even with six albums of choice material, De La Soul's earliest remains a work of genuine humor and cleverness, and demands creating an "all good" mind state populace, which -- the trio stressed live -- is what hip-hop is all about. In an orthodox method of crowd control that's defined by just putting hands in the air, these Spit Kickers made their fans work for what they were hearing, going as far as scouting out reserved audience members to giving out mics to the front-row fans, who knew just what to say. All the work didn't go unrewarded, either; besides the obvious pleasure of seeing a live performance of "Me, Myself, and I," De La had a special surprise up their sleeve, resurrecting a Black Sheep from the family lineage, Dres. Dres surged immediate hype with "Flavor of the Month," taking a minute to make sure that if his train fell off the track, would we pick it up, pick it up, pick it up. De La picked it up from there, finishing strong with a few more recent "Oooh's," and a little "Baby Phat" for a stage full of women. From potholes in the lawn to mud puddles in Stubb's floor, De La took it back to the basics, re-instilling their pioneering principles and proving that in "any type of weather, hot or cold, what's the name of my crew y'all? De La Soul."