![]() Before his debut album “Rodeo” came out in 2015, he went viral for ordering a cameraman off stage. Scott himself, though, is clearly dedicated to his live show. ![]() Rap shows these days are mostly mid, and that’s a little bit Travis Scott’s fault–his appropriation of hardcore sensibilities to hip hop gets a lot of shit for its recklessness, but it should get more for its encouragement of his slapdash imitators who bring nothing to the stage but a DJ and some unearned exhortations to open up the mosh pit. It’s hard to say, particularly because Travis Scott has always struck me as more earnestly invested in his artistic practice than would otherwise be required of him. Was that posturing, the building of the new narrative? When he got on stage an FDNY officer loomed visibly, and Scott began by checking in with the crowd: “if everybody okay let me get a ‘hell yeah’,” and, as captured by a clip that later went up on TMZ, stopped his performance of “Antidote” to insist that a fan in a Spider-Man costume climb down from some scaffolding. The intermittent screams emanating from Coney Island’s, with names like like the Sling Shot and the Astro Tower, provided an uncanny backdrop Scott seemed to hold himself back from fully becoming the fiery djinn that once hoisted microphone stands over his head in memes. Within moments, though, it was also clear that Scott was interested in projecting a sense of reform. Travis hopped immediately into the crowd - flanked by security - and drank in the night air with a diamond-white smile, relishing the feeling of being back in front of a crowd. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” whimpered a fan near me. How exactly does someone at the center of such panic proceed? How does a celebrity in this age, where narrative control is so core to the function of celebrity, proceed? The Astroworld tragedy can’t be made into a segment on the Kardashians, resolved and moved on from by the end of the episode…can it? But if it can’t be, how can Travis Scott have a future?Īt last, at about 9:30, as fireworks began to go off at Coney Island, Travis Scott took the stage during Chase B’s DJ set. While the outcomes of the various lawsuits are to be determined, the court of public opinion sentenced Scott, the performer, to the months-long hiatus he is only now returning from, and permitted Live Nation, a company that’s bathed itself in safety violations and deaths in its short history, to proceed its business mostly uninterrupted. Such an incident invites apocalyptic levels of panic that quickly become more gratifying to take part in than reality. It was a moment of profound rupture for sure: a mega-celebrity in the Kardashian universe, a Black rapper with mostly white fans, implicated in shocking, sudden deaths. Across social media, Scott’s rowdy, unsafe concert demeanor was blamed for a crowd crush caused by an overbooked event, with some commenters insisting Scott had made a deal to sacrifice the dead to the devil himself. The narrative that coalesced around Astroworld, which held Travis Scott personally responsible for the tragedy, has remained a conundrum to me. ![]() It was an open secret that Scott was coming, and DJs and performers spent the afternoon promising concertgoers wearing merch from previous Astroworlds and from Scott’s collaborative clothing line with McDonald’s that Travis Scott was in the building.īut no one knew what exactly Scott was coming to do, and that’s because the expectations of Scott in this moment are unclear. The backdrop of Coney Island rides recalled that festival and the rest of Scott’s amusement park aesthetic–I found it hard to decide whether that was eerie or apt. It was sung by Travis Scott, featuring Travis Scott.The next day, Scott came to Brooklyn to perform in public for the first time since a crowd crush disaster resulted in the deaths of 10 people at his Astroworld Festival in Houston in November of 2021. The Antidote song lyrics is written by Jacques Webster, Ebony Oshunrinde, Thomas Brenneck, David Guy, Leon Michels, Nicholas Movshon, Homer Steinweiss & Bryan Van Mierlo in the year 2015. H-town, you got one and you Bun B like a number one ![]() Like these two bitches that might be related ![]() 'Cause I don't like how he snappin' my anglesĭealin' with Mo' shit that's more complicated Young nigga you know you gotta go get it, go get it, my niggaĭon't be mistaken, we dyin', they stayin' Only got one night though, we can do it twice though Your bitch not at home, she at the night showīottles got us right though, we ain't sippin' light no I might do it all again įucked three hoes I met this week ĭon't go through the front door Song Lyrics Don't you open up that windowĭo it all again on Monday ![]()
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