Friday, July 22, 2005

Live Review: Anger Management 3


Catching the whiff of Eminem, 50 Cent onstage isn't rosy, it downright stinks: Aidin Vaziri | Shortly before ridiculing Michael Jackson by putting on a surgical mask and throwing baby dolls into the audience from a second-floor ledge, but before pretending to vomit into a toilet bowl at the thought of having sex with Mariah Carey and donning a suit and tie for his own mock funeral, Eminem stood at the edge of the stage at San Jose's HP Pavilion on Tuesday performing his signature hit, "The Way I Am," while, to the riotous delight of the audience, two giant inflatable hands, with middle fingers firmly extended, jiggled at either side of him. It takes a lot of work to impress 13-year-old girls. Appearing in an urban wasteland that looked like it was designed by Disney (complete with an overturned police car, graffiti-covered trashcans and the decapitated head of the Statue of Liberty), and with members of G-Unit at his side dishing out only the best bits from his filthy nursery rhymes such as "Candy Shop" and "Disco Inferno," 50 Cent seemed more like the crotch-grabbing life of the party than the hardened gangster that has taken nine bullets.