Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival, Day 2
Yo! at the Gobi tent, 7:40 p.m.
By Chris Martins
Yo! Majesty kept it in their shirts. It's true – the Tampa-based, female-fronted answer to 2 Live Crew adroitly circumvented legal woes by neither rapping with their mams in the wind, nor outwardly woman-handling any of the young, more lithe ladies of the audience. But what was lost in novelty and voyeuristic draw was more than made up for in sheer mic-wielding skills and a more family-friendly show – you know, the one with two hardcore black butches rapping about pouring Courvesier down girls' throats before they “fuck dat shit!”
Truly, they showed versatility, and with a pair of windmilling B-girls behind them, Shunda K. and Jwl B. ripped into the meager but awed crowd under their tent. Meanwhile, young dudes of all stripes (some in board shorts, others in vintage Western gear, one wearing a Notorious B.I.G. shirt) absolutely lost their shit to Rilo Kiley as their girlfriends sat on the grass forcing looks of supreme boredom.