Underground hip-hop poet and spoken-word master Sage Francis attracted a curious crowd to the Gobi tent. Maybe it was the gold-colored mask he wore through half of his performance--or maybe it was just his charismatic flow.
Rapping to pre-recorded backing tracks played on a portable CD player, Francis is a rhyme slayer of the first order. He joked, he told stories, and he interacted with the mesmerized crowd. Hitting up "Crack Pipes," Francis sprung up and down on his knees while his arms pointed in and out. The a-capella "Hopeless" showed off his spoken-word skills.