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Ludacris : London Brixton Academy
There’s not a guitar, a drum kit, or a Glaswegian in a checked-shirt to be seen...
Pretty much any other performer alive would have messed themselves with pleasure by now, but for multi-million sellin', lady-chasin', chicken’n’beer guzzul-uzzulin', party startin’ Ludacris it just ain’t enough, so he repeatedly stops and starts the music until the whole venue’s turned into a huge mosh pit. A 'Right Thur' cameo by protégé Chingy and a comedy interlude by DJ JC, – master of scratching with his nose while standing on one leg and taking a T shirt off – just further hype up the already dangerously over-stimulated crowd. There’s not a guitar, a drum kit, or a Glaswegian in a checked-shirt to be seen, but Ludacris' Greatest Hits Roadshow rocks the Brixton Academy into hysterical submission.
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