For the last few weeks, we’ve been excited to see Mos Def, one of my favorite artists. Julia and I met our friend Adam at just after 8 p.m. outside the Nokia Theatre in Times Square. A line had formed that stretched the length of the block, around the corner, and a full avenue block past that. The line moved relatively quickly and we were inside around 9 p.m. The Nokia Theatre is slick and modern, with electronics on display throughout the lobby. We made our way into the three-tiered concert hall and found decent spots in the closest area to the stage.
The opening act, Jay Electronica, took the stage at roughly 9:45 p.m. In short, he was horrible. I’ve seen some terrible opening acts over the years, but he was right up there with the worst of them. He had no stage presence, so he repeatedly allowed himself to be manhandled by the audience, stopping numerous times to ask permission to speak despite being the one with a microphone. His music was horrible and it was immediately clear that nobody wanted to listen to anything he had to offer. The only exciting thing about his performance was an all-too-brief appearance by the wonderful Erykah Badu, during which he remained silent and diminutive. After giving up his final attempt to tell a story, Jay Electronica played a final song and quickly left the stage.
At 10:45 p.m., Mos Def took the stage. His show, as with his music and character, varied widely. For over two hours, he transitioned from hip hop, rock, funk, oldies, reggae, and many other genres of music. Sometimes he would rap, sometimes he would sing. Sometimes, he would have the lights turned low and play some of his favorite music without saying a word. He is an electric performer and shares a mutually beneficial relationship with the audience. Throughout the entire performance, images and video were streamed from an Apple laptop to a screen behind the stage. The images featured New York scenes and characters such as Yankee Stadium, Keith Haring, Andy Warhol, graffiti, breakdancing, and more, all iconic of the culture of the city in the 1970s, 80s, and 90s. The show was great, although sometimes there was too much time between actual performances while Mos Def simply had the DJ play random music, which noticeably affected the crowd.
When we left, Adam drove us to Grand Central Station just in time to catch the 1:12 a.m. train back to Connecticut. We had a great night, but since Julia and I both have to be up at 8 a.m. tomorrow, we may be feeling the effects of it for a little while.
I wasn’t able to bring my camera, but I did manage to take a few photos with Julia’s smaller Canon SD450.

Erykah Badu.

The guy on the left is Jay Electronica.

Mos Def (blurry as hell).
