The last big rap concert I saw before Jay Z was Snoop Dogg in Iceland, after which I swore I'd never go to another big rap concert again. Now, don't get me wrong; I love Snoop, but only when I'm out cruising with my bitches etc. In concert, there's really only so much chanting of "Snoop is the best" you can be made to do before you wonder when he's going to get on with it and play your favourite song. To make things worse, he then made us shout "Iceland is the best" over and over again; which was fine for the Icelanders because that's what the say all the time anyway, but I just stood there knowing he'd been saying exactly the same thing about Holland in Holland the night before. Oh yes, I know how men work.
Well, I guess I'm just not really that into Jay Z because by the time we got there I had to ask the gorgeous Andrew if it was Jay or his support act 'Estelle' up on the stage. "Eh, that's definitely Jay Z," he confirmed, over the beat of '99 Bitches'. I explained that I was a bit too short to see the performers at these shows, and so Andrew kindly did that thing that men do at concerts and hoisted me up onto his shoulders so I could get a better look — before he realised that I'm no Irish waif and promptly put me down again. So I just made a complicated sign with my hand, pumped it in the air, and bobbed up and down on my knees for a while before stopping abruptly because I felt a bit self-conscious.
I was disappointed that I didn't catch a glimpse of Beyoncé (fave person in whole world next to, uh, Jeremy Paxman or whoever) but meeting Irish radio personality Rick O'Shea and blonkers Pedro, Darren, Ponies, Andrew and the mysterious 'B' almost made up for it.
Did you know that Rick used to be on Atlantic 252? "Oh my God, I loved that station!" I gushed when I found out. "I listened to it all the time when I was twelve! In fact, you probably remember me: I was the one who always phoned in to request Bryan Adams' glorious hit Everything I Do (I Do It For You), as if you didn't play it enough — remember?"
Apparently he does not.
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I loved Atlantic 252!
ReplyDelete*Wibbles off down memory lane*
I would lurve to see you 'cruizin' wit your bitches'.
ReplyDeleteI promise I wouldn't laugh...
...much.
Did you get up on stage, bend over and wiggle your, ahem, booty for the delectation of the *cough* homies?
ReplyDeleteI believe Mr Zed likes it when people do that.
I am familiar with Mr. Dogg. However, I have never heard of Mr./Mrs./Ms./Miss/Fr./Major/Councillor Z.
ReplyDelete"Jay Z" sounds like a brand of knickers.
Oh that Bryan Adams song. We must be the same age. Was right after Bon Jovi's I'll Be There For You on my mix tape, I think. Embarrassing.
ReplyDeleteWas right after a song on my mix tape that went "I swear I left her by the river, I swear I left her safe and sound..." by some crooning dude whose name I forget, but I remember we used to sit around in the girls toilets at school singing it.
ReplyDeleteNow THAT was cruising with my bitches. Hmm.
that would be Richard Marx's Hazard.
ReplyDeletecould have been worse. could have been Chesney...
God, poor Rick. I was talking to him last week and he mentioned Atlantic 252 and I TOO went 'oh my GOD, did you work there, blah blah blah'.
ReplyDeleteHow OLD must he feel now?! (Ha, only joking Rick, please still like me!)
Ah would you believe I actually just blushed?!
ReplyDeleteYou are indeed no irish waif annie, you're a Welsh waif.
I learned how to play Richard Marx's Right Here Waiting on the piano (by ear) when it came out. I thought I was the cat's pyjamas.
ReplyDeleteLovely to meet you today, by the way, although I have revealed myself as being frighteningly uncool.
It was really lovely to meet you too! And a total surprise. I just thought Rosie was going to be out with old school friends or whatevs. Hence the "so are you three sisters then?" starter question.
ReplyDeleteMemories ( sings softly )
ReplyDeleteMy no 1 tune was "she's like the wind" by Richard Marx.
Atlantic 252? Now that takes me back. It was about the only radio station we could get in Dolafon that wasn't Radio 4.
ReplyDeleteLove the picture of you on Rick's blog.
Emma W x x
Karen, few days go by where I don't feel 178 years old :-)
ReplyDeleteCrap. So I missed the embarassing "are you three sisters" question? Sure how else would three redheads be sitting at the same table....? ;-)
Richard Marx is long overdue being used as a sample in a gangsta rap song...
Can't believe I'm typing this but... wasn't "She's like the wind" by Patrick Swayze from the Dirty Dancing soundtrack.
ReplyDeletehmph, well there you go. I AM secure in my manhood.
Re:Atlantic 252
Remember some of the names?!
Dusty Rhodes,
Robin Banks,
Beverly Hills and
Wayne Scales.
I put it to you, Mr O'Shea, that some of those names are not cromulent ;)
Hi Annie, lovely to meet you last night. Even if your phone did give me a terrible case of "want".
ReplyDeleteOh man, I totally forgot my flatmate works for Sony Ericsson. She was like "you shoulda told me, I've got one of those in the drawer". That phone was 2590 euro!
ReplyDeleteIt was lovely to meet you too.
Eh, I mean 250 euro. Eep.
ReplyDeleteCheck out the tribute site!
ReplyDeletewww.atlantic252.com
EW
No, no!!!!! Don't check out the tribute site!!! Then I can pretend it all never happened!!!
ReplyDelete:-(
99 Bitches?? Is that really the name of it??
ReplyDelete"No, no!!!!! Don't check out the tribute site!!! Then I can pretend it all never happened!!!"
ReplyDeleteA classik caze of ze denial me zinks....hmmm
EW
Well I had never heard of Atlantic 252, but I sure as hell looked at the tribute site - I bet Mornington House has seen some great stuff in action ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm so envious of the guy who can pull off that chivalrous move where he hoists his diminutive girlfriend upon his manly shoulders so she can get a better view of the show.
ReplyDeleteI have the upper body strength of a quadraplegic toddler, so if ever I tried that manuver, both myself and the unfortunate girl would end up in ICU.
"I have the upper body strength of a quadraplegic toddler"
ReplyDeleteNever, EVER, underestimate the power (or the volume) of a toddler!
EW
White chicks and gang signs, eh?
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKTDRqQtPO8
Ha, exactly.
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