Monstah Black and The Sonic Leroy with Motion Sickness are not given enough credit. I’m surprised that his music and dance, which came from a different planet, has not been heard or seen around the world. From his horsetail shoulder pads to his rose-printed tight jeans, Monstah definitely had enough soul and energy that filled up the entire room from the moment he stepped in. He looked like a rock star from the future. He should live in another era, or even a dimension (in a good way) so more people will be able to appreciate him and his message.

His music combined so many genres, it was mind-boggling. If Prince and Jimi Hendrix had a baby, it would be Monstah Black. The music incorporated jazz, rock, jungle house, ambient, psychedelic funk, and soul. There should be a new category of music just for him. And not only did he create and sing his own songs while he was performing, but did the dance moves in his silver platform shoes and used props too. He’s an underground entertainment renaissance man. I thought that one of the umbrellas would fly into my face, but luckily, him and his dance crew were very professional.

The dance performance was chaotic in an organized manner, and clearly sent out the message of “gender complexity,” to be comfortable with who you are, and that it’s okay to live outside of the box. This theme was presented in songs throughout the whole show, like “Breaking Barriers of Sound,” and “I Don’t Give a Damn About What You Think of My Life.” I loved all of their costumes; they were in sync with the colors red and purple. Their cosmic names were really creative and seemed to fit their personalities perfectly.