
MC Frontalot
By Rick Benedum
To many, the name Damian Hess may not mean that much. But, if you were to ask one of the untold scores of geeks, dweebs, dorks and techies out there: “Who is Damian Hess?” they would likely respond with: “Umm…MC Frontalot: the father of nerdcore hip-hop!”
While he may not have been the first to rap about themes outside of the usual spectrum of hip-hop (Kool Keith, Del the Funkee Homosapien and KMD had been doing it since the late 80’s/early 90’s), Hess did coin the term “nerdcore” ten years ago and has unquestionably flown the genre’s flag higher than anyone else.
Now, although I have been called a “nerd” many times in my life (and I openly identify as one), I don’t quite fit the typical nerdcore fan mold. I am a casual sci-fi fan at best (hell, I don’t much care for Star Wars), I haven’t owned a gaming system since my NES (and don’t care to), I make fun of my friends that waste hours playing D&D and WoW and my mom knows more about computers than I do. But, when I was introduced to the genre a few years ago, I couldn’t stop listening to it. I’ve been a hip-hop fan for most of my life and, although I wouldn’t suggest most nerdcore artists try to take on Hove or Nas for the title of “King of Hip-Hop,” I realized there was much talent to be found in nerdcore – both lyrically and production-wise. And the staunch DIY-indie aesthetic of the nerdcore community was equally appealing.
So, when I heard Frontalot would be making his first ever Cleveland appearance at Wilbert’s Food and Music, I jumped at the chance to catch him live…even if it meant forgoing my new Tuesday night tradition: Semi-Open Improv Jam Night at Annabell’s.
After entering Wilbert’s, I began to feel something I have rarely felt: cool. For once in my life, I was probably the least nerdy person in the room!* Perhaps due to this rampant nerdiness, I was also able to experience something else I’m not used to at shows: no overwhelming air of hipster douchebaggery (a much welcome feeling). No tight man-jeans tonight! No stares implying “what the hell are you doing here?!” And, most importantly, no overheard, inane conversations about vegan food co-ops or how Animal Collective “sold out (get over it, Merriweather Post Pavilion is still a good record even if it is too “poppy” for the band).” I got the impression that everyone was actually there for the music (wow…a novel concept!) and not to look “cool” and put down those “less cool” than them.
Admittedly, I paid little attention to the openers. We arrived about halfway through MC Cool Whip’s set, so I missed out on most of that. But, I will say I was liking his Legends of the Hidden Temple Green Monkeys shirt and appreciated the fact that the Strongsville native repped our state in Welcome to Ohio (which featured Int80 of fellow openers, Cincinnati’s Dual Core). Illinois’ Whoremoans made, perhaps, the best use of the Super Mario Bros. theme ever, but I was feeling a bit more ADD than usual and spent most of his and Dual Core’s set wandering around the venue (I had never been there…exploration was a must!), hanging out on the patio because it was still beautiful outside or talking to some really awesome people (oh…and drinking, too). So, it is because of this – not my opinion of their music – that I neglected them. What I caught of it was good…so check ‘em out, goobers.
But, once MC Frontalot took the stage I made sure to head back in and secure a spot on the tiny dance floor in front of the equally tiny stage. Resembling Richard Moll’s younger, nerdier cousin and clad in a red, short-sleeve button-up with a striped tie and one of those headband-flashlight thingys, Frontalot was able to command the stage and the audience as well as any of his mainstream hip-hop peers. The small, but dedicated audience crowded the stage, mouthed every lyric, nodded their head at every beat and hilariously attempted to dance.** Backed by bassist BL4k Lotus, drummer SturGENiUS and keyboard player/band leader Gminor7, Frontalot covered songs from his entire career including Goth Girls, Tongue Clicking Grammarian (my personal favorite!), Yellow Lasers and Spoiler Alert(from his latest, Zero Day) in the sixty-plus minute set.
But those sixty minutes came and went too fast (y’know…“time flies” and all that). I’m not sure if Wilbert’s closes earlier than most watering holes or if it were the fact that I’ve been waiting years for Frontalot to come to Clevo, but it felt as if it ended too soon. When he bid us adieu around midnight I found myself wanting MORE! But, we don’t always get what we want and I just had to accept the fact that I’m probably going to have to wait a few more years for another Frontalot fix. But, that’s okay…the wait was more than worth it. He may just be the best MC I’ve had the good fortune to catch live.
And, trust me…this is no exaggeration.
*No disrespect meant by this statement. I am totally down for everybody doing their own thing.
**Again, no disrespect. I can’t dance either.
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