RTJ! RTJ! RTJ! RTJ! Run the Jewels makes for an abbreviation so easy to chant, and there they were, live at the
garden Albert Hall Manchester, taking in all those chants as they danced on out to ‘We Are The Champions’. It was enough to fuel anyone’s fire, and when the rapping began, well, that fire was bright. And you can’t front on that.
Killer Mike and E-LP have fashioned Run The Jewels into an unstoppable hip hop force, matching heavy hitting beats to fast paced, quick transitioning politically charged lyrics. They are something to latch onto in a world which has quickly grown mad, and so the crowd took to it all as one would, with a level of partying that matches the punk of the past. Punk Rock? It’s all about Punk Rap these days, that’s where the movements at.
And as a show it brought back memories of Death Grips all over again, granting power to an audience who make it a fight for the right to party, as pushing and shoving takes centre stage. It isn’t so bad to be stuck within such a melee, but when your girlfriend ends up with a black eye from some guy who maybe partied too hard, well… what can you say about that?
With a trilogy of albums under their belts, every song played was of a gold standard, with ‘Lie Cheat Steal’ providing the easiest sing along song, ‘Talk To Me’ showing everyone how to open a show (and an album), ‘A Report To The Shareholders’ offering a more sombre moment within the sweat-box, and ‘Run The Jewels’ delivered pure insanity onto a crowd who needed that little push to go wild.
The choice of ‘Love Again (Akinyele Back)’ was a little unusual though, as the crowd shouted ‘I put that dick in her mouth all day’ which came across just a little crude without Gangsta Boo’s other half of the song which goes ‘I put my clit in his mouth all day’. It’s one of the best, but it doesn’t work without the rest.
Run The Jewels live is an experience as intense as they come, a real blockbuster experience, and just about worth fighting the mosh pit for.