South Carolina: Hunting & Camouflage

By El Che

Kae G
We’ve been on this journey for about three weeks now. Fatigue, homesickness and thin patience are all starting to set in. The temperature drop and cold rain began as we left North Carolina and continued its pattern into South Carolina. Tonight’s going to be a late show. Thank God because only the lord knows how badly Rock & I need a shower from being in the small space of the tour bus with seven other guys with cigarettes, Hennessy and germs. At this point, Howard Hughes wouldn’t step near our tour bus now with a 10 foot pole (The Aviator). Here we go again, another host. A new person I’ve never met a day before in my life. Where they live, how they live, hell, for all I know this could be a set up to rob the rapper. Not that it is, I’m just saying. There is unforeseeable danger in this type of adventure.

Kae G (Brian Wade) was our Charleston, South Carolina host. I asked him if when we met at the bus, we could go straight back to his house so Rock & I could prepare for the night’s show. He agreed. When he arrived, the tour exhaustion prevented me from being as jovial as I usually am. “What’s up fam, You got enough room for these suitcases? Where’s your car at?” Damn, I hope he doesn’t think I’m some arrogant ass rapper that could give a fuck less: who he is, what he’s about. After all, I kind of view this journey as my version of “Touched by an Angel.” Starring me, the hip-hop wish granting celestial being. But unfortunately, right then, I was just a tired human.

As we found ourselves in Brian’s truck, riding a long ass way back to his crib through multiple SC counties, I asked him, “So, what’s poppin’ out here in South Carolina.” He looked at me with a smirk and replied, “camouflage and hunting.” I was like “Oh, I see.” When we got to his crib, it was kind of crazy. He lived in a residential home, but had a surveillance camera on the porch. This is usually reserved for upscale drug dealer houses. You know mothafuckas who have something to protect. As we stepped in, I could feel a woman’s touch to the home and it didn’t seem as though there was any criminal activity taking place. The first thing Kae G. did as I started preparing my outfit for the show, was throw his music on. During this tour, we’ve run into a couple of rappers and producers, who’ve let us stay. Chuck D., Blaxsmith, Roknew and Perry. I understand that this is a great opportunity for them to get a professional opinion on their craft, so I always oblige as part of my gratitude for them opening up their home.

When Kae G.’s music came on, he wasted no time in telling me that he produced most of his own tracks. As the first song came and went, I explained to him that the first verse was super hot, and the second verse sounded as though he was slacking and not going in as hard. His eyes started to wonder, as he replied Yyeah, that’s my boy on the first voice, that’s me on the 2nd verse.” In my mind I thought I just dissed the host’s rap and big upped his boy. “Let’s try again, play another song.” As that song came and went, “Oh yeah, on the 1st voice you didn’t do as well, but on the 2nd verse your tone was better and the lyrical potency picked up.” Again, his eyes shifted to the other direction of the room. “Yeah, that was my boy on the 2nd verse, and that was me on the first verse.” Oh damn it Che, you keep insulting Kae G. I will admit, his rapping needed a little bit of work, but his beats were ready for prime time consumption. I suggested to him that maybe that’s what he should concentrate on. But hell, what is my opinion really worth? After we rocked the show that night, Rakim’s manager informed us that we wouldn’t be staying in South Carolina that night. So we had to go all the way back to Kae G.’s crib to get our bags and hop on the bus to Raleigh right away. Kae G. was so cool and wanted us to stay so bad, he asked me to let the tour bus take off without me and he would make the four hour trip to Raleigh with us the next day if we just stayed the night. Although his offer was very generous, I’ll never let that bus take off without us. I do believe I owe Kae G. an overnight visit, so after the tour, he needs to know, in the words of California’s Governor, “I’ll Be Back.”
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Comments

Word up, thanks for the kind words, I actually dreaded playing some of my music. Everyone was like “yo you ought’a be banging that shit in the whip, the house, everywhere.” But I felt like an asshole doing that, so I only played it once Che said “play something,” as he sat down to have his hair cut. And I still felt like an asshole, but Che took it in stride and was actually very constructive with his criticism. That night was a good time and a memorable experience so its all good. And yo, you and Rock are welcome anytime homie! Thanks again.

Kae G i gots to F wit u and see wut up on ur beats..but anyways…yeah yeah, play ur music shamelessly cuz @ the end of the day, i’d take a bad critique from a credible & viable source i.e. a lyrical genius like fester versus a million good critiques from people who cant rap their ABC’s…i kno the stay was short but i hope ya’ll got it in! Four days left for the tour! Let’s Get It!

lmao @ che fudgin up ya’ll verses………..oh yeah! i seen Che drop the mic! lmao! dats my NFL!

yeah Chuck that’s what up! I don’t wanna advertise on here, seems disrespectful, but I’ll hit you on twitter with a link to check some of the beats.

By me, myself, and i on December 3rd, 2009 at 9:34 am

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Che Smith is a revolutionary artist, writer, and activist. Popularly known as Rhymefest, the South Side Chicago native has been a trailblazer in music, television, and politics.