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Celebrity Sightings: Guru and MC Solaar.

Guru and MC Solaar -
Portland Show

It's Drunk and I'm early. I stand with a RedBull and Vodka watching the uhh… Ramsey Brothers jump around the stage singing out of tune and out of harmony. One of them was wearing a backpack which seemed appropriate as I figured he was probably going to move out of state after the so-called performance.

A text on my cell phone read: ‘5 minutes back alley’. I grab the digital cam and walked to what I figured was the back alley. Within a few minutes a very smooth silver h2 limo pulls into a tight Portland alleyway that is lined with dumpsters. 'This must be the spot' I thought to myself. The door opens and here comes the entourage. Funny how the entourage always seems so eager to get their picture taken. This makes Guru easy to spot as he tries to slip into the back door of the club as quick as possible. Snap. My flash lights up the dark alley as Guru passes by. He stops and looks back to see who took the picture. He looks at me for a second then walks into the club. Walking back to the front of the building, I get another text: ‘The show was almost cancelled because Solaar lost his Puritanical oils at customs.’

Whatever. The show was sick. If I remember correctly, he kicked some old school joints like 'Mass Appeal' from the GangStarr Hard to Earn LP, more recent 'War Tactics' from the Baldhead Slick & da Click, and 'Certified' from Jazzmatazz: Street Soul Vol-III. But he kept the new and old school fans bumpin' with new tracks from his most recent album, Guru- Version 7.0: The Street Scriptures. As the liquor poured, my inhibitions vanished like weird oils at customs. I found myself waiting for the crowd to quiet down- which would give me just enough dead time to yell ‘Puritanical Oils!!!’ at the top of my lungs. After trying this a few times, I finally got a decently evil look from the DJ. His reaction was all I needed to know that this issue was recognized. The next break in the music Guru mentioned to the crowd that the show was almost cancelled because of Solaar's oils. A few in the crowd, including myself, laughed.

At this point I am wasted. The show was over. What once was over 100 fans bouncing to Guru- was now only three or four guys leaning up against the stage. After giving a few seconds for my eyes to focus I realized that those few people were actually talking to Guru. I walked over just in time to hear Guru tell this fat white kid to shut the fuck up and take his ass to some other show if he didn’t like what he heard. I looked over at fatty and said- yeah, take a walk. Guru looks at me and said, 'Who you with?' I told him I was with CTC Magazine. I also said that the cuts off of new album sounded tight, and the show was crunked up. That’s when he told me, ‘I like you. Here, you can have half this joint that some rastas gave me.’ He reached into his shirt and pulled out a joint about as big around as a nickel and maybe close to 8 inches long, rips it in half, gives it to us, & then lets me take this picture of him. Later in a hotel room downtown I smoked his joint and we all laughed and talked about how tight the show was. Get the new album because it's tight as fuck.