I’ll preface everything I’m about to say with this: I still consider myself a pretty big fan of Odd Future. A few short years back we were all still trying to remember what the ridiculous acronym OFWGKTA actually meant and they were only doing shows in NYC and LA to a group of hardcore fans and music industry types. Everyone was in awe and they could do no wrong as we gobbled up everything the mischievous kids threw out.
In the middle of their whirlwind rise to the top I was lucky enough to catch them on one of their first larger tours in Baltimore. The line wrapped around the block two hours before the show, energy was at a fever pitch, and a diverse crowd in almost all aspects waited in anticipation for what was speculated to be one wild ass show.
Expectations were met, shattered, and then crowd surfed all over during a 90-minute show displaying that the hype was actually all justified. I left bruised, battered, and completely disoriented, but that was everything that Odd Future was about. They were unforgiving and didn’t give a single fuck that their live show was sloppy because what they lacked in polish they made up for in complete and utter ridiculousness.
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