Kidz in the Hall brought the dance party on stage at the Fox Theatre on Saturday. Photos by Tina Hagerling.

“It’s all white girls on stage dancing! Can you put that in your article?”

I scribbled down the quote from my concert-going neighbor at the MURS show Saturday night at the Fox Theatre in Boulder, wondering if he had looked at me when he said this. Being that I resemble a 3-D version of Daria with cuter hair, I did have to agree. There certainly was an over-population of Caucasian women on stage dancing with Kidz in the Hall.

The Kidz didn’t seem to mind though, opening with “Wassup Jo,” rocking for thugs and hipsters alike. Double-0 dropped live beats via a electronic drum pads while Naledge flew through the set, sharing his feelings between songs on Obama haters and drink throwers alike.

Kidz in the Hall did justice to their hit “Drivin’ Down the Block,” as well as the ultra-catchy “Ms. Juanita,” and some other tracks they performed all the way through, but the last half of their set was mildly disappointing, dissolving into a sample-off of the West Coast/Pharell’s greatest hits. Double-0 played “Drop it like it’s Hot,” following the Snoop trip with “Who Am I? (What’s My Name?)” and “Gin and Juice.”

At this point, no live rapping by Naledge was heard, just shout-outs to the audience and a request for the ladies come on stage and dance to N.E.R.D.’s “She Wants to Move” and “Everybody Nose,” Luniz’ “I Got 5 On it” and others. The Kidz were fun while they lasted, and luckily MURS’ set began directly behind theirs, leaving no time inbetween for the crowd to get bored or rowdy.

Opening with “Better Than the Best,” MURS bounced on stage, his instantly recognizable, ultra-thick dreads sticking out from all sides of his head. He followed with “Hustler,” switching up the beat halfway through the track, infusing the Pack’s dank and murky “Vans” for the remaining verses.

Introducing a novice named VerBS who stepped up on “Fly” and “Yesterday,” MURS prodded his young protégé through some singular verses, but all eyes remained focused on the charismatic headliner. MURS’ ultra-pleasant demeanor was infectious and his stage presence and near-perfect delivery on “You and Me” were only accented by multiple James Brown-style splits.

Still nursing an obviously painful break-up, the only point at which MURS set dragged was with some of the extensive between-song banter about a very personal situation. He redeemed himself with a punchy and humorous cover of Sublime’s “Date Rape,” and the appropriate “Break Up (The OJ Song),” exercising the powerful boom in his voice.

MURS dove back into the break-up story momentarily with a remix of Alanis Morrisette’s “You Oughta Know,” coming out of the sadness with “Road is My Religion.” He forged on, mixing more of his old work from albums like “MURS 3:16″ and his collaborative efforts with 9th Wonder with new pieces from the recently released “MURS for President.” He invited all of the ladies on stage for one last grinding jaunt, ending his hour-long set with “Everything.”

MURS is in a unique position, straddling the two very different worlds of indie and mainstream hip-hop. He stays true to his indie roots with thought-provoking lyrics while managing to make himself accessible to a radio-friendly audience with a catchy and crafted flow. He’s not afraid to dabble on both sides, and MURS’ Los Angeles upbringing definitely gives him the upper hand of street knowledge and credibility imperative to mainstream success.

He’s also fairly handsome under those thick folds of nappy hair, and us white girls are into that.

Bree Davies is a Denver writer and regular Reverb contributor. Check out her website and blog.

Tina Hagerling is a Denver freelance photographer and regular contributor to Reverb.

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