Concerts give music lovers the chance to gather together to hear their favorite artist and share one giant, meaty party sub. Share a moment with this GrouponLive deal to Big Boy's Block Party featuring Lupe Fiasco at the Hollywood Palladium. For $25, you get general admission standing room for one on Wednesday, October 17, at 7 p.m. (up to a $52 value, including all fees). Doors open at 6 p.m.
Hip-hop maven and radio DJ Big Boy Big Boy's Block Party assembles a night of star rappers and up-and-coming talents headlined by Chicago-born wizard of rhyme Lupe Fiasco. On his latest album, Lasers—which includes “The Show Goes On” and “State Run Radio”—Lupe takes aim at the media, radio stations, political pundits, and even fellow Chicagoan President Obama.
In concert, the lyrical MC pulls from a discography that reaches back to 2006’s Food & Liquor. His first single—the beat-laced “Kick, Push”—sweeps listeners down a halfpipe of rhymes as he inducts skateboarding into rap culture, thereby breaking down social barriers and providing on-the-go DJs with convenient transportation. He followed up his debut album with a sophomore effort that showcased “Superstar,” a melodious Top 10 hit with soaring guest vocals drenched in a moody noir that could have been squeezed from the fedora of a ‘40s gumshoe.
Though he’s barely old enough to vote, Earl Sweatshirt already boasts a biography full of dramatic plot twists. Appearing on the scene as a member of shock-happy collective Odd Future, he then pulled a long disappearance that left fans and music journalists scratching their heads. In February of this year—after a sojourn at a school in Samoa, it turns out—he landed back stateside to add a touch of newfound maturity to the often violently apocalyptic Odd Future sound he'd helped develop. While composing an album of solo material, he's also stayed busy collaborating with luminaries including Flying Lotus and Frank Ocean, to whose "Super Rich Kids" he contributed a verse and chorus whose lyrics of suburban despair are all the more affecting for his disaffected monotone.
Other talents on stage include Big Sean, discovered by Kanye West when he approached him outside a Detroit radio station. His deceptively heavy beats back nimble rhymes that march and weave through the verses in a voice that can recall Snoop Dogg’s with its slightly nasal mellowness and ever-present hint of held-back laughter. Rapper and producer Hit Boy also shows off his flow, and Tayf3rd charms audiences with his impish drawl.
On Halloween 1940, hundreds of couples clad in suits and cocktail gowns flooded into a brand-new concert hall. Bas-relief pillars and crushed-velvet curtains flanked a bandstand that today would seem comically small, its curves echoed in a series of sweeping, backlit circles rippling across the ceiling and ending in a wrap-around balcony where guests could look down on the sea of elegantly coiffed heads. But most importantly, there was lots and lots of room to dance.
That’s remained true in the many decades since the Hollywood Palladium’s grand opening. Over the years, the venue has hosted everyone from Black Flag and The Ramones to The Offspring and Jay-Z, and though a flashy modern light and video system now fills the stage, it still looks out on a massive dance floor lit by anachronistic chandeliers. Of course, guests might well guess at this blend of modern spectacle and old-school panache just from the venue’s façade, whose enormous neon letters, powered by the motor of a 1955 Cadillac, tower above the marquee’s list of the big names on deck that week.