Alright so I feel like I have to explain this concert through a different lens because I wouldn’t be able to effectively communicate the host of events that I went through Tuesday night.

Key Glock performed at The Fillmore on April 11th to an almost sold out crowd of maybe the most random group of people I have ever seen. I saw dudes in “shiesty’s” (a polyester ski-mask commonly worn during a robbery), 12 bust-down (decorated with diamonds)  Rolex watches and, a group of guys who I could have sworn were in my Biology class earlier that day; Key Glock had every kind of person in the city come out. Now, accompanying Key Glock on his Glockoma II tour were 3 artists: Kenny Muney, Jay Fizzle, and Tia Corine

Me and my photographer arrived late so Jay Fizzle’s performance was largely unseen. However, judging from the approving nods and smiles of the guys behind us in the crowd when asked about his performance, I can safely deduce that Jay Fizzle came out and rocked the crowd. 15 minutes after asking, Kenny Muney arrives on the stage rocking 4 diamond chains and a bust-down Rolex to a rather mellow crowd. Occasional clapping and yelling pierced through after each song until, I kid you not, Kenny asks his bodyguard to come out with his backpack and legitimately throws $500 worth of $1 dollar bills into the crowd. The scene was hilarious. I’m frantically picking up the cash, 6’0 buff dudes behind me are jumping in the air trying to grab it out of the sky, Kenny is literally calling girls out of the crowd onto the stage so that they can throw some money. If the crowd was dead before, I can assure you they were alive after that cash rain. Kenny played a few more songs, talked about his new music that was on its way and, just like that, another opener had finished.

Now, I love Tia Corine and so did my photographer Sravya. Tia’s DJ walked onto the stage shortly after Kenny left and played a set full of rap hits like “Love Sosa,” “Stop Breathing,” and even some unreleased Key Glock that everyone in Glock’s entourage seemed to know word for word. I’ve got to preface something: TiaCorine’s DJ has got to be one of the most energetic hype-men I have ever seen. Even during Glock’s performance, he and his red shorts were seen jumping and trying to rile up the crowd for about 45 minutes. But this is about Tia Corine.

Being the only woman on a tour roster full of men, Tia held her own and then some. She played all of her hits and interacted with the crowd the most out of everyone who played in the show. Fans were throwing their phones at her in the hope that they could get a photo or video, someone threw her a pack of backwoods; the latter half of her performance was almost all at the barricade in front of fans who were screaming her name. By the time her set ended, her security was leading her by her arms backstage away from a fully turnt crowd. 

It was time for Mr. Glockbama. While the stage preparations happened, some of the tour DJs spinned some tracks; the main DJ set in the middle of the stage seemed to be broken so a host of technicians clamored around it. All of these tiny happenings occurred until Glock’s DJ told us it was time to go. The lights flickered down, everyone’s flash went on, and then boom: the curtains were removed and in the middle of the stage stood a giant replica of Key Glock’s head that had the ability to spit smoke from its mouth and its eyes. I was so entranced by the head that I forgot to notice Key Glock came out to “Chromosomes,” his latest song off of his newest album Glockoma II. I have to say that his fans were very dedicated, being that they knew the whole song and it had barely been out for over a month. A constant theme throughout not only Glock’s set was an admiration for Glock’s late partner-in-crime Young Dolph, who was tragically killed in November of 2021. As much as the setlist emphasized his own songs, Key constantly reminded the crowd about Young Dolph by performing a few of Dolph’s biggest hits. There was a sentiment of memorial throughout the whole show as DJs and performers reminded the crowd to remember Dolph. After running through these songs, Key reverted back to some all-time classics like “Ambitions For Cash” and “Mr Glock” before rounding out the show with “Russian Cream.” 

The city came through and each person in the crowd had their own way of enjoying the music. There was a strong smell of a dozen weed strains in the air, multiple drunk dudes were getting playfully turnt, it was a fun time! Being only halfway through the tour, the Glockoma II stop in San Francisco showed that there was no slowing down for anyone involved. Energies were high, the fans were plenty, my tire was flat, and y’all remember the money that Kenny Muney was throwing? It was stained blue and unusable. A good Tuesday.

Article by Josh Jiwanmall

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