Here’s one reminesence:

Nearly forgot, Cypress Hill waaaaaaay back in the mid 90s at the Royal Court.

B-Real was on strge, and pointed out that the “bastard customs officers took all our weed. We heard you guys here get some nice smoke, can somebody lend me a spliff”

to say it rained reefers would be an understatement. B-Real wandered around the stage, picking up joints n smellin them. Eventually found one he liked and sparked it up. At that stage the security stopped tryin to get the rest of the crowd to stop smokin

I cant actually remember if the performance was any good, but it was a belter of a night.