Arizona Porn Star Ball feat. Kool Keith at 910 Live, 3/4/2012

Benjamin Leatherman

Kool Keith and his crew at last night's Arizona Porn Star Ball

​The second night of the two-day Arizona Porn Star Ball on Sunday evening had all the makings of a pimp hip-hop show: Strippers, half-naked freaks, adult film starlets, loads of talent, and a performance by one of the best rappers in the country in Kool Keith.

All it needed was a huge audience in attendance to add some extra sizzle to the steak. Sadly, however, 910 Live was mostly deserted last night when the bizarre Bronx-born hip-hop superstar hit the outdoor stage after midnight. It begs the question: What if you threw a killer hip-hop show and no one came?

A stripper performs inside 910 Live during Kool Keith's set.

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People must've expended all their energy (not to mention cash) during the first night of the Porn Star Ball on Saturday, which featured Dirt Nasty and a crowded club watching stripper cage fights and topless dancers galore. Too bad they didn't pace themselves, as Kool Keith spinning a lyrical web that's absolutely peculiar, completely filthy, and utterly captivating is something you normally wanna miss.

Around three dozen populated the club (which has room for up to 1,200), a fact that didn't seem to phase the rapper in the slightest. Whereas opening acts like Gentlemen Ether and The Beatnuts kept their shit to around 20 minutes or less, Kool Keith kept up cyphers for more than an hour, moving between songs from many of the numerously bizarre aliases he's adopted over his 28-year career.

The NYC MC switched between identities like jackets like mad, moving from material from his early group Ultramagnetic MCs into tracks from his days as the perverted sex fiend of 1996's brilliant Dr. Octagon to the section-eight-dwelling cannibal Dr. Dooom from 1999's First Come, First Served. He also busted out with material from one of his most popular personas Black Elvis. (By the way, if you've ever wonder where Odd Future got their weirdo rap schtick, it probably was inspired to some degree by Kool Keith)

When the Porn Star Ball's promoters booked Keith for the show, they probably couldn't have picked a more fitting headliner. He not only crafts lyrics that are some of the foulest ever ("Pull out your colon/Leave your glands swollen, uncircumcised, between your mom's thighs/That's right, with a face like Michael Myers/I clip the ears off your bodyguards with some bloody pliers"), but are laced with rhymes about sex, porn, and the female anatomy.

So it shouldn't come as any surprise that the dude's a big fan of skin flicks. He boasts more than 300 titles in his personal collection