Help, so if I never knew that I was “not about that life,” it was proven Friday night – or should I say Saturday morning – when I made my way to the Loft for the 8 Ball & MJG concert. I’ve made no secret over the years that I will travel to the ends of the earth even East St. Louis after dark to see one of my dirty south rap music guilty pleasures. While I didn’t have to travel far this time – I shole (yes, I said “shole”) had to stay up late. The rap duo didn’t take the stage till 2 a.m. Where they do that at? I guess the same place that now has metal detectors at the front door. When did this happen? I’m all for security and safety, but just seeing them killed my vibe and made me think “what kind of environment am I stepping up into.” But back to the show. I was running in and out of that club like a bad kid on summer vacation waiting for them to hit the stage. And when the two finally came out, they had the nerve to jump into “Quit Playing Games” after keeping me waiting all night. I must confess I was more than a bit underwhelmed. I can’t decide if it was the fact that they were rapping along to a track, I had dozed off standing up while waiting for them to hit the stage or I was secretly hoping that in the spirit of the totally 80s 2013 that 8Ball would have his Jeri Curl back in full effect. Either way, I stayed until they got into “You Don’t Want Drama” (which usually starts some) and beat it. I think my twenty year obsession with those two has finally subsided. I guess it’s for the best.