Full disclosure: we know this dude is on the FADER label. But this was the first time we had seen him, and we were honestly pretty shocked. For young journalists such as ourselves, Saul Williams presented a unique quandary. How do we frame what we just witnessed at the Levi's®/Fader Fort? Is it a live review? It is a Stylee Friday? Is it an open plea for Con Ed to holler at Saul's deep deep live exuberonomy to solve their energy probs? Holy crapitude. This is what we know: Saul Williams and his band of live punk rockitude was one of the best things we've seen in the day and a half we've been here. He was throwing himself around the stage. He was scream-rapping about racial politics and construct, and his band grinded. He was wearing a tailored green jacket, two feathers, a swathe of blue paint on his face, and nice shoes. And when the band closed out their set with a cover of U2's "Sunday Bloody Sunday," it not only felt like it was their song, everyone sang along. And danced! We will never sleep on homeboy's live show again.