![]() ![]() ‘Empty Bottles’ instantly has the fans singing along to the poetic styled chorus while his short bursts of staccato rapping hypes them up even further. White lightning bolts and stars are emblazoned on the black back drop curtain, the words Slumerican across the DJ desk, and as Grant Benziger with his two long braids and bandana covered face picks up his guitar and Keegan Kelly aka Stix n Bones seats himself behind his skins all hell breaks loose as the fans see Yelawolf approach the mic stand. ![]() Logan Campbell Centre is just beginning to swell with bodies, as a steady chant of ‘Yelawolf’ rises up and above the sticky heat to greet the ski mask wearing Franky One Finger as he strides across the stage, middle fingers up for all to see. One thing is for certain, Yelawolf has a bit of a love affair going on with New Zealand, tonight making it both his second appearance in the country and in Auckland – Cassette Nine, holla! – this year alone. (We can all just pretend that that brief stint of changing his on stage name to M.W.A for a while didn’t happen). You can call him Catfish Billy, or you can call him Yelawolf. He’s the rapper who can write gritty tracks of death and mayhem and then turn around and cough up a club banger with Gucci Mane. Crunk from the south intertwines with bluegrass hip-hop shakes hands with classic rock while punk and industrial share a joint out the back. If ever there was an artist that could be called genre-fluid then Yelawolf would be it. Logan Campbell Centre, Auckland, New Zealand. ![]()
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