The Girls and Guys huddled into the prince band room in Melbourne on Saturday night like the world was ending and Azealia was leading them to safety inside her bunker, feeding them with slick beats and bad b*tch vibes.
So eager for Azealia Banks to take the stage that the dimming of the lights half an hour before she even took the stage was enough to send the crowd into a flurry of excitement.
Local Melbourne rapper Ivan Ooze kicked off the concert’s dance-party atmosphere with him and his hype man, wearing matching outfits (overalls and snap backs) they laid down some sweet trap beats with impressive rap verses. The crowd was pumped and working up a sweat.
We all waited as the intermission music played. Suspense was filling the venue.
Azealia appeared wearing mostly skin and a pair of funky shades, Spitting the first verse of Idle Delilah; made the crowd moist with excitement. The bongos and drums accompanying Azealia on stage, set the mood for the rest of the night.
Although Ms. Banks admitted that she was struggling to dance, because of the carpet stage.. It sure didn't seem that way. She pulled those carpet stage moves off like it was no bodies business.
The crowd was most defiantly losing their shit as tracks went from one to another. Azelia looked hot under the stage lights , but remained cooler than anything. I mean she has been in the game since 2008 and not to mention had plenty of warm up time at 'Splendour in the Grass' and Splendour side show 'Sydney' the night before.
Miss Banks filled her set with tracks mainly from her latest album 'Broke With Expensive Taste'
Despite the reputation Azealia created for herself after walking off stage in her Melbourne show 2013, the crowd was shoulder to shoulder. The audience were pleased Ms 'B.A.N.K.S' didn't ditch for dumplings mid show this time. On ya' Azaelia!
The show was concluding , it became clear that '212' would be the closing song. The music had stopped completely. Even before the words 'Hey, I can be the answer
I'm ready to dance when the vamp up' could leave Azaleas mouth and into the microphone , the crowd was all over it like a cheese on a pizza. The beat dropped. Every, single, body, went crazy x100.
Miss Azealia Owned the stage like she made it and raised the roof like it was her child.
Written by Alana McLeod