Live Review

Øya 2012: Dam Funk

It feels like this gig would have been much better outside, rather than inside a clammy dark tent, but Dam Funk really is great live.

“Why d’ya wanna go fuckin’ up my shit like that girl?” A broken mock love song greets us as we enter the dark insides of a 300 sqm tent. It’s midday and the sun is giving off the last rays of the day, so a small sacrifice for the Oslo crowd. Los Angeles’ ‘Ambassador Of Boogie Funk” is sat behind a keyboard, hat firmly squeezed over afro, sunglasses on looking like the bastard child of Snoop Dogg and Bingo of the Banana Splits.

From broken love into a little speech: “I don’t mind being negative, all you people out there wasting your time on Twitter and the internet… It’s your life, you decide how you want to live it…” He continues until some guy in the front decides it appropriate to shout out, ‘What’s up nigga?’ As you see, we were off to a rocky start. But, Dam Funk doesn’t walk off the stage; instead he gracefully replies, to loud appraisal from the crowd, ‘Whoah whoah whoah. Don’t be using that word. There ain’t no niggas on this stage. Only brothers.” And so the king of funk kicks it off with ‘Hood Pass Intact’, with people dancing, having a good time, enjoying themselves.

Near the middle of the set people start to leave, to catch the last of the sun perhaps. It feels like this gig would have been much better outside, rather than inside a clammy dark tent. Dam Funk really is great live; energetic, his vocal ability is strong, and he communicates very well with his audience. If you haven’t done so yet, check him out.

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