You can tell at first she was like nervous singing at a rap concert but when she heard the crowd singing with her, I can see her confidence was growing.
I was there that night, literally right at the front! Was unreal, and a performance I will never forget. It still gives me chills to watch back now. Eminem was in beast mode in the early 2000's and his catapult to stardom was nothing short of epic. The tabloids couldn't get enough of him. You couldn't go five minutes listening to the radio without hit singles like Real Slim Shady, Stan and Forget about Dre being played. This is him in his prime, back in the days when he was hungry...and still mad. And it was awesome to experience and be a fan. I mean Stan. 🙋🏼♂️
@@antonk.5087 This may sound weird, but last year I was twelve. I discovered Eminem thanks to one of my father's friends, which resulted in me liking his music and getting albums.
I was at this gig, what a night, I've still got my ticket stub for it too. Reading the comments makes me realise how lucky me and my mates (at 16 years old) were to be there, not a camera phone in sight either, great times! 🎶 I had no idea this was recorded, thanks for sharing 👌🏻
@@juddwommack299 Such a great night wasn't it!? I shared this with the two friends I went with when I came across it, we all have amazing memories about that day/night which all came rushing back after wathcing this!
Em is one of the only rappers I know that when he performs, you can’t hear the studio recorded version in the background, just an instrumental. Raw talent.
There is a backup track for Dido, though. You can hear it come in a fraction of a second before she starts singing, and when she sings in the rest of the song, you can hear she is double tracked
I think he is using just a quiet backing track, not that there's anything wrong with it imo. You can hear it around 2:43 and other parts like 3:33 when he takes the mic away. Also that's what that echo sound his voice has is from. I don't really mind though cause it keeps the song going whenever he needs to take a breath or something, lots of artists do it.
@Rascal Nikov47 in no way and i mean zero way is Eminem the greatest at anything in rap. He doesn’t have a top 5 album, or a top 5 song. He doesn’t have the most Grammys, he’s not lyrically the best. I don’t know why people think he’s even close to being the greatest rapper
@@artistjECS2 wdym if he meant he listened to the music when he was 9, he phrased it badly, if you can understand him ur probably still in middle school
Gotta love the no-phone audience. Truly amazing, just focused on the performance and the moment, not recording it for social media. Times they are a-changin.
You can tell this song means so much to dido and her fans because EVERYONE in that crowd was singing her part ( probably because not many people can remember every lyric from that song)
She looked nervous until the crowd cheered as soon as she opened her mouth to sing then she looked like she immediately gained an insane amount of confidence out of nowhere.
Sweet times (1999-2000). Eminem, Zidane, Mike Tyson, Bill Clinton, Nokia 3310, PlayStation 1, Panasonic videoplayer, Sydney Olympic games, The Matrix, Bomfunk - Freestyler, Michael Schumacher, Kosovo war, Edgar Davids, Yasser Arafat, Jackie Chan - Who am I, Mika Hakkinen, Monica Lewinsky, Andre Agassi, Russell Crowe (Gladiator), Serena Williams, Britney Spears
I was 9 and MTV asia was the only thing I watched cause I felt really cool every time LOL. they introduced me to linkin park, blink182 & Radiohead. still my top 3 until now
Can't imagine the energy live when the whole crowd is singing the chorus along with Dido. I can feel the electricity just listening and watching the concert.
@@the90sfattyfromtakethat ok you’re right! this song, without any transcending meaning, performed by 2 white people, loved by suburban kids around the world and not touching any relevant topic for the culture is surely WITHOUT DOUBT the best hip hop tune of ALL time… so thanks for giving a 15y/o insight into the world of hip hop 😊
The crazy thing is I still remember her solo version of this song and the music video! A few months later Em came out with Stan and I knew I recognized that chorus. Classic‼️
@@eateateateateat New hip hop is good too. Kendrick Lamar, Black Thought & Danger Mouse, Ghais Guevara, billy woods, MIKE, Little Simz, JPEGMAFIA, Danny Brown, (Kanye West) and many more.But of course there has been more good old hip hop, the reason simply being that there has been more time in which "old" hip hop existed. "New" is always going to be only a certain amount of time before the current time depending on your perception. So this is your answer as to why old hip hop is better: it's not because there isn't good hip hop being brought out at the same rate as there used to be but because new is always going to fade away while old will always stay old.
One of the most finely crafted beats/grooves in the history of hip-hop: a deep, compelling, well-articulated bass line, perfect drum sounds, delicate mandolin-like guitar sounds, the sound of rain drops, the sound of a pen scribbling on a piece of paper... This beat is unmatched.
I know “Thank You” was a hit on its own, but I always laugh thinking about how she probably never thought that just that first verse would transcend generations because of a rap artist from the US
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to, but you could've signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you For four hours and you just said, "No" That's pretty shitty, man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back See, I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me, man I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. we should be together too My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans This will be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka You dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm tryna talk Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother I wrote it on a Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin', dawg, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was, it was you Damn!
Every time I listen to this song it gets better every time. this song is a inspiration to me because all my favorite rappers have listened to this and when ever i listen to it it makes me feel better when I feel depressed or anxious
pasan los años y esta canción quedará en nuestras mentes para nosotros y todas las personas de hoy en dia, nunca pasará de moda siempre una eterna canción