Public Enemy: Chuck D for President

If ever a band deserved to be hyped it is Public Enemy. After seeing them for the first time at the Brighton Dome last night, I can’t remember the last time I rocked out non-stop through the show and don’t understand why Chuck D hasn’t decided to run for President next month.

This isn’t going to be a comprehensive review post of the show. I was so mesmerised by the performance, I can’t remember in which order they played and how long the set was. From the moment they came on stage I could not stand still, it was impossible. Only my block heeled Clarks shoe boots prevented my from bouncing in the air continuously. I am most definitely not ‘old skool’ possibly being only one in the house not sporting a hoodie or wearing sporty footwear. But once the music got started, none of that mattered. I necked my beer (can’t pogo with a pint) and started praying in the church of Chuck and Flavor.

At first, it was difficult to watch the Flavor Flav knowing the charges of domestic abuse hanging over him. I felt a little sick but delirious cheering him onto the stage and begging him to reveal ‘the clock’. I reconciled that with, ‘innocent until proven guilty’ and for tonight, it’s not just about him. Either their act as buddies on stage was Oscar worthy or Chuck D is the supportive friend as reported over the years. Flavor has lead a typically troubled life since achieving celebrity status.

What inspired me the most was their energy and skill. Chuck D is 53 years of age and he proudly stated, could quite easily give younger, more modern acts a run for their money. Plus, they are clearly a multi-talented bunch with DJ Lord scratching like a mad scientist on the decks, Flavor kicking it on the drums and Chuck D solving the world’s problems in one speech (Flavor tried but I wasn’t in the mood to be lectured by him currently). Chuck D casually took a swig from a bottle of water and declared, waving the bottle up, ‘water, the most precious thing on this planet’ or something like that. My heart melted, as this is exactly what I tell my eldest daughter. If he asked me vote for him or join his church at that point, I would have willingly, blindly followed.

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About Claire Jones-Hughes

Founder and co-editor of, Claire has been blogging since 2009. She has posted on a variety of sites including The Argus, The Huffington Post and The Guardian's Comment Is Free. Known as The Contented Mummy on social media, she is dedicated to honest, unsponsored blogging so that parents can benefit from shared experience. Can also be found at - sharing her journey to health & wellness.

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