#Trillectro Leaves Permanent Fingerprint On D.C. Music Scene

08.13.12 5 years ago 9 Comments

Special people, special places, special times, special occasions. Whatever the calling constitutes as, anything “special” normally announces itself as such the moment it graces you with its presence. And this past Saturday, the Trillectro Music Festival accomplished just that. Located directly between the Booz Allen Hamilton building and Nationals Park (home of the Washington Nationals, of course), vendors, fans, artists, journalists who were fans and mixture of every Hip-Hop personality one could expect descended upon the spot for what would be a marathon of musical performances.

Up and coming clothing lines stuck their claim to DMV notoriety, alcohol flowed like the Nile, loud packs were sparked – especially during Schoolboy Q’s rainy, yet equally electric performance – and overall great vibes were passed around. The event emitted the auroa of a real life Hip-Hop think tank. For the better part of the day, I found myself running around.

The artists there were not only humbled by the chance to perform in D.C., but more than willing to chop it up with anyone who pulled them to the side. See, that’s the thing, too. If there was negativity, it was checked at the entrance. The District’s rap scene has always paled in comparison to their counterparts in New York, Philadelphia and New Jersey for East Coast supremacy. However, Saturday confirmed Chocolate City’s thirst for all things beats and lyrics. At least for me it did.

Throughout the day, the notion something bigger than everyone in attendance was taking place was becoming the elephant in the room. Even the weather held up for the most part as the threat of the skies opening up hovered for the better part of the evening. Nonetheless, D.C. needed an event such as this to stamp itself on the live performance scene. Pending the future and how serious the powers that be are continuing to build the brand, the city long known for government could potentially become known – in music circles – for a must-attend summer trek to the Nation’s Capital.

Last but not least, homage must be paid to Modi and the entire DC to BC squad. For this to be the first year of Trillectro, everything flowed with the seamlessness of an event which was reaching its tenth year in production. They pulled it off by following a simple rule known as the “12 P’s” which states, “Piss Poor Preparation Promotes Piss Poor Performance, Piss Poor Performance Promotes Pain.” They promoted the event heavily without coming off overbearing. They accommodated everyone in attendance. And most of all, they were kind doing so. By the time I left around 10 p.m., the popular statement was “they have to do this again next year.”

And the next. And the next. And the next one after that. Like I said, something “special” doesn’t waste time in beating around the bush. It may not be mambo sauce or the late Chuck Brown, but Trillectro is D.C. Hip-Hop.

Related: DC to BC’s Trillectro Festival: Taking A Venn Diagram Approach To Music [Washington Post]

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