Snoop Dogg - Heat Ultra Lounge - May 29, 2013
Heat Ultra Lounge
Was I supposed to know Snoop Dogg's show last night at Heat Ultra Lounge was a DJ set and not a traditional performance or did I miss the memo? I mean, I sure as hell thought Tha Doggfather would be getting on the mic to kick some rhymes, but instead the S-N-Double O-P played a bunch of hip-hop tracks from a laptop while smoking a shit-ton of weed. Maybe that's what they do at Heat Ultra Lounge and maybe I'm just a skinny, pasty, white 33-year-old with glasses who wears faded Bad Brains shirts to overpriced dance clubs because I have my head jammed up my ass. Maybe.
That said, getting to see a living hip-hop legend in a small venue doesn't happen every day, so whatever piece of Snoop we were given, I was gonna receive like one a'them Catholics and their funny slices of bread.
As far as what songs Snoop played, I'm sorry but I don't know. I'm not into clubs and I don't know what the fuck people do at them other than pay way too much for bottle service. Nor do I listen to the radio, so this reporter recognized Mtume's "Juicy Fruit" and maybe a few others. There was definitely a DJ Quik tune, but thanks to being a lame old white guy and a really nice contact high, I don't remember.
Which is exactly what he did for about 20 minutes.
Snoop remained behind his laptop for the duration of his set, but that didn't matter because he did the hits. Opening with his verse from the Dr. Dre classic "The Next Episode," Tha Doggfather launched into "Gin & Juice," "I Wanna Fuck You," "Drop It Like It's Hot" and "Nuthin' but a 'G' Thang" before returning to his role as DJ.
Perhaps we didn't get a full show from Snoop, but let's get one thing straight: DJ set or not, last night was a blast. Kurupt was on stage for a while and so was Bishop Don "Magic" Juan. There was also a person on stage in a dog costume (holding a fake joint) and more dancing than I've seen in one place in a very long time. Other than a fight towards the end, the crowd was cool to one another, which was a surprise seeing as how we were like a pack of sweaty sardines in that mofo.
I attribute the mellow vibes to the fact that Heat Ultra Lounge has a killer sound system that made the walls shake. Seriously, if you're looking for a place to listen to a DJ, the main stage might be your spot.
Sadly, the same can not be said about the venue's "other" room, where a group called One Hundred Proof played before Snoop. The four-piece band played a hybrid of rock and hip-hop that people could easily shake their asses to. The quartet's emcee appeared to be going for it, but his vocals were not nearly loud enough. Nor were they decipherable. Homeboy was moving and grooving, spitting rhymes like crazy, but I couldn't understand a damn thing he said, which was a shame because what little you could kinda/sorta make out sounded like you wanted to hear what he was saying. Not the band's fault at all, but definitely a bummer for the crowd.
Critical Bias: I fucking love Snoop.
The Crowd: Guys in collared shirts and silver necklaces and girls in fuck-me pumps and short skirts.
Overheard In The Crowd: "You could have said 'excuse me.'"
Random Notebook Dump: Next time I go to Heat Ultra Lounge, I'm bringing a flask because two shots of Patron cost $24. For Patron? Fuck that.