Last night, CL and I went to Dwele in concert at one of my favorite venues, Sugar Hill. I'm usually not a fan of the weeknight show especially when I have to get up at o'dark thirty in the morning to go to work the next day. However, we haven't been to any shows since we saw Teedra Moses a couple months back. When we arrived there was long line of people waiting to get into Sugar Hill. No line for ticket holders and a seperate one for ticket purchasers, just one line. After about twenty minutes in this slow-moving line, we are approached by an man who appears to be drunk as hell with a mouth full of gold. Immediately, he put me in the mind of Gator from Jungle Fever. (see below) Homeboy, was like, "Old School! You sure you can drop down low with these young girls!" I couldn't even respond. Just laughed and kept it moving.
We get inside and find a nice spot to the left of the stage but it a little too close to the speaker for CL's liking. So at the first opportunity we moved to the middle of the floor in front of the stage for a better view. We had a little time before the show began so we had a few drinks and danced to the music the deejay was spinning. My baby was looking so good. Cute top, black shorts and those heels I bought her for her birthday. Very sexy. Evidently, I wasn't the only one who thought she was hot because the chick next to her was staring the entire night and probably would have tried to holla if I wasn't there. I ain't mad at her either.
Anyway, the show was great. A local Atlanta artist, Dain Harris, started things off nice with a couple acoustic joints. However, the real show was Dwele. The brother put it down something lovely. Had all the ladies swooning including CL. She was talking about, "He's singing to me!" LOL Why do grown women turn into teenage girls around famous dudes? There was a group of thirsty dancers that ran to the stage when Dwele was singing to a lady in the front. Like he was going to see them and forget what he was doing or something. Hilarious! The moment of the night was when Frankie Beverly came on stage and sang Joy & Pain.
Overall, it was a great night. This morning I am feeling the effects though. Didn't get to bed until 12:30. Maybe I should limit myself to going out on Friday and Saturday nights.