Words by AJ Dent
Damn it, Kendrick. I hate how much your performance made me love you. Multiple people told me throughout the rest of the weekend that KL delivered their favorite set, and while I don’t grant him that honor, I can’t really blame those who do. He had one big platform almost entirely to himself, one very early timeslot (due to tight tour booking), and one helluva stage presence that kept us all hooked. The command “If you a bad bitch, put your hands up high,” clearly convinced every person on the floor to take on this newfound identity, because arm-raising is precisely what they did. Control? Yeah. He brought it.
