Just came back from that shit. I can honestly say it was the most epic live performance I've ever seen. After waiting an hour through a shitty opening act and a horrible DJ playing the most obvious classics before running out of classics and playing garbage to fill the rest of the time, Bronsolini finally appeared. So he stands on stage, does the usual "Let me hear ya!" stuff while lighting up a blunt (a cue for the rest of the audience to do the same) and kicks in Pouches Of Tuna followed by Steve Wynn and you know the shit is off to a good start. Then he takes another hit of his blunt, out of nowhere Ron Simmons blasts through the speakers and Bronson walks off stage to start rapping in the middle of the fucking crowd and everybody's going wild. Now you gotta take in account that there's maybe 50 to 75 people tops, which means everyone and I mean everyone gets to hang around dude as he lets people finish his bars and take pictures with him or whatever while belting through the place. Then he stops like a foot from me and the music stops. He takes this big ass hit from his blunt and the air fills with silence. Barry Horowitz kicks in and the whole crowd goes crazy and turns the place into a mosh pit as Bronson himself is practically thrown left and right by the crowd. After pushing himself through the crowd back on stage he performs some more songs from Dr Lecter and Blue Chips. He jokes that he's tired as fuck and about to end this shit and just go stand by his t-shirt stand, talking about his weight problem and how we're acting like we'd want him to die on stage and he can't go on because he wants to save energy to have sex. Of course he then jumps back in the crowd and performs more songs while making his way to the goddamn lobby and epically finish his set in the hallway next to the t-shirt stand with 50 people around him who can't even hear him shouting his rapping because we're like two concrete walls away from the stage and the speakers, and the shit is still epic. Dude moves back on stage to officially say goodbye, then walks back into the crowd again to let people take pictures and touch him and shit, before finally departing to the dressing room.
Fun fact, when I called my dad earlier in the evening and mentioned I was gonna see Action Bronson, he asked me if that meant there was gonna be a lot of "n*gga, n*gga". I told him there probably wouldn't be and he seemed surprised because it was a rap show and all. Yeah, fun stuff.