Not my picture. I guess Gates was on stage at some point.
Last night I went to go see Kevin Gates in concert. I arrived at 9:30PM, having never seen a headlining rapper (or band, for that matter) take the stage before 10:00PM. I’ve also read that, usually, Gates doesn’t perform until 11PM. Unfortunately, within five minutes of my arrival, the concert was over. For the time that I was there, which included IDGAF (thank God), John Gotti, and very short snippets of a few other songs, Gates was in the thick of the crowd, surrounded by sweaty bro’s without regard for them pushing and shoving up against him. He paused to tell a girl that was face to face with him that she had “very soft lips,” before seguing into his next song. A bunch of dudes followed him around and shined bright ass lights on his face, but I couldn’t tell who was in his entourage or not, because random people were on stage and Gates was in the crowd, edging towards the exit with each snippet.
He apparently took the stage at 9PM, and I’m guessing he wanted to leave as early as possible for New York City. I was also informed that the concert was all ages after spending ten minutes wondering why everyone was so tiny. This is a good way to make a concert extraordinarily confusing. Young people do weird things at shows. 75% of the meager thirty or so people in attendance were probably under the age of 18.
Things I learned:
1. Chevy Woods has fans.
1A. In Boston, Chevy Woods has more fans than Kevin Gates. I was told that half the concert cleared out after the opening act.
2. Arrive on time to rap shows and suffer through opening acts / shitty DJ sets in case the show was all ages and you didn’t know and the artist wants to get out of your fake city that has horrible taste in rap music.
3. It is true that Kevin Gates will leave the concert whenever he feels, pushing his way through the crowd towards an exit.
Long story short - I missed the Kevin Gates concert. All that was left is this picture, probably taken at a McDonald’s on the Mass Pike as Gates fled for New York. Now I have to wait until he opens for B.O.B. in November (I hate you, Atlantic Records).