Method Man & Redman >> The Smoker’s Club in Tempe [Marquee Theatre]

Method Man & Redman >> puff puff passed through the desert on Wednesday for a killer show at the Marquee Theatre in Tempe. The Smoker's Club Tour was stacked on a bill that also featured B-Real of Cypress Hill and Mick Jenkins.

Method Man & Redman >> Tempe'Da Rockwilder' duo took stage shortly after a B-Real set which mainly consisted of B-Real verses from every Cypress Hill stoner anthem you know and love. Perhaps the intermission was only 15 minutes but it seemed damn near 15 hours in stoner time added to the anxiousness caused from never having seen Method Man and Redman perform together live in Arizona.

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Red and Meth crushed it. They brought it hard and raw as expected and it looks like they haven't aged at all since I first got into their collaborations. I remember like it was yesterday although it was almost 20 years ago when I was building my CD collection and spent my allowance on the soundtrack to The Show. Track 7. 'How High'.

How High? So high that I could kiss the sky. How sick? So sick that you could SUCK MY DICK!

They had the entire jam-packed Marquee crowd spitting lyrics in unison to all of my favorite co-created verses over the last few decades in addition to the solo tips they teased with sporadically throughout the show. Red threw in some gold nuggets from Muddy Waters and Doc's Da Name 2000 while 'M-E-T-H-O-D Man' was all over the place with his own productions and mad shit from his tenure with Wu-Tang. At one point, he led a tribute to the one and only Ol' Dirty Bastard by having us all sing along to 'Shimmy Shimmy Ya'. I've seen the entire Wu-Tang Clan as well as individual members do this live at shows before but the bonus this time when Meth incited a riot in the form of a hip-hop mosh pit that certainly rivaled some of the craziest ones I've ever been  a part of at any punk show.

[related: Wu-tang >> Coachella 2014]

Individually, Method Man and Redman are superb but as a duo they are even more spectacular. Snaps to them still bringing it the trillest after all these years and to hopefully doing it for another 20.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4..3, 2 murder 1, lyric at your door! Tical bring it to that ass raw, breakin all the rules like glass jaws!

Go get after this bill on tour if you have an opportunity this year. You'll have the fucking blastest blast. I promise.



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