MC Frontalot and his nerdcore posse are rocking the PAX. A guy with big ass square glasses reaming my eardrums... and I like it.

You have to be abl to really dance, to dance that bad. MCFrontalot hides some Ninja moves, you know it.

People are throwing crumpled dollar bills on the stage. Ouch, and a few quarters.

New set: It's got a groovy bass line.

MCF struts across the stage like a Rooster, cock of the walk. He stutters across the stage, bending and stretching as his chest pumps forward and he rolls out his rhymes to the delirious crowd.

His purple tie sways.

The crows moves... sorta. Then out come the light sabers. Be one with the Nerdcore.

So funny story. I've heard of MC Frontalot, but I've never seen them perform. Actually, before tonight I had no idea what they looked like.

So the opening day of PAX I'm hanging at the second floor balcony opposite the front doors, waiting to take a video of picture of everyone streaming in .

There's like four or five guys standing around shooting the shit. I start talking to them. After a little bit I ask one of them who he is. He says, oh we're with that guy, pointing a buzz-cutted beatnik kinda guy.

Oh, I say and get back to watching the front door.

That's right, it was MC Frontalot and his crew. Ya, I suck.

Oh, they're doing the Nerdcore Rise Up singalong.

They're onto their last set. And done!

Now they go back stage to wait for the crowd to chant them back out front.

And here they are.

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