It was Saturday afternoon, and 90 degrees at the Roots Picnic in Philly. (For the record, "90 degrees in Philly" = "126 degrees wherever the hell else you're from") It felt like seeing your favorite cousins and being grown at the family reunion when all of the โfunโ aunts and uncles started having a few drinks. I didnโt entirely know what to expect from my first music festival experience, but I knew The Roots were involved. And that's usually enough.
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Roots Picnic is different from what Iโve learned to be true of other multi-stage music festivals in that the three main performance spaces are all within a few hundred feet of each other. This is mainly because of the layout of Festival Pier at Pennโs Landing, where the event is held every year, but this had just as many ups as it did downs. There were a few occasions when acts overlapped (Poor DJ Diamond Kutz) and things sounded crazy, but outside of that, the show ran pretty smoothly and on time.
Artists like Bishop Nehru, Hiatus Kaiyote and Rae Sremmurd played shorter sets earlier in the day, while everyoneโs festival โfits were still fresh and we werenโt too heat-worn to realize that, surprisingly, we did know all the words to "Throw Some Moโ". Later, DJ Mustard (nรฉe Dijon Isaiah McFarlane), A$AP Rocky with the majority of A$AP Mob (RIP Yams), and The Weeknd โ who actually puts on a really good show if youโre into his music โ- played longer sets for audiences so niche, you could easily pick them out whenever the respective artist wasnโt performing. Kinda like the difference between people who go to the Greyhound station for the buses, and people who go their for the discount bagels in the sandwich shop. 80 degrees felt like too long lines for food and the bathroom, but, โWait, I know this song!โ
The Roots took the stage at 9pm. By that time weโd been standing, and sweating, and sitting, and sweating for anywhere between seven and nine hours; not entirely ready to go, but quickly nearing the threshold. When the flood lights dropped, however, and Black Thoughtโs voice infiltrated the crowd, his question โWhat are you passionate about?โ may as well have come from a burning bush, the way energy started flowing. They opened with an extended play of โA Peace of Lightโ from How I Got Over, and the monitor went through a chronological display of their album covers, which of course invited the response from the audience on our favorites. The Roots and Erykah Badu, individually, are fundamental elements. Collectively, their chemistry is the type of electrifying magic that makes your skin tingle and drapes you in a cloak of proud, heavy, unapologetic Blackness.
The first song they performed together was Erykahโs โLove of My Lifeโ, making it even more of an ode to Hip Hop by interspersing the chorus with performances of other essential Hip Hop songs. Afrika Bambaataa blessed the stage, Freeway came out to perform โRoc The Micโ, The Lox gave us โAll About the Benjaminโsโ, and YG brought us all together with the personal fave โMy Nigga, My Nigga.โ After more from Badu and The Roots, including them backing The Weekndโs โEarned Itโ and Erykah dusting off an amazing โGreen Eyesโ performance, I wholly understood why people braved the crowds, robbery-adjacent food and beverage prices, and heat to see their faves festivals every summer. Because, for me, 75 degrees that night in Philly felt like the satisfaction of a long showerย after the hottest, sweatiest, stickiest, and best day of the summer.
Ryan Sides is a writer and content producer based in New York, but Dallas to the core. His sign is the Krispy Kreme 'Hot' light and he enjoys long walks to the refrigerator. Chat him up on Twitter about music, food and being in love with being in love.
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