Yelawolf

Yelawolf Redeems Himself At The Skyway

A substantial part of growth is change, but that change doesnt necessarily have to come with a consequence of losing yourself. Those more fierce qualities about you, sometimes less than agreeable, dont have to be muted to move forwarded.

Heading to a live music show already pumped up for greatness, and being rewarded with exactly what you expected, is a damn nice feeling.

Just hearing YelaWolf spit a verse live is a show in itself.

This was a night for full sleeve tattoos and the singlets to show them, a night for short shorts, jorts and active wear, coupled with a lake of Catfish Billy merch, all enveloping a slathering horde of dudebros and their female equivalent.

As much as the situation may have sucked last night, the Skyway did their best to make lemonade (or lemondrop shots) in a situation outside their control.

No beers were harmed in the writing of this review, I promise! But that can’t be said for Yelawolf’s set at MTelus. Actually, more than fifteen beers have accused Mr. Michael Wayne Atha of domestic alcohol abuse. More on that later! Joining Yelawolf on this tour were Mikey Mike, Cookup Boss and Big Henri, but