I got mad love for The Apollo theater in Harlem. That place is a staple in American for how it receives its performances. You see, for those not in the know, The Apollo is a theater where the patrons run on pure passion. I mean, real, on-the-sleeve passion. If the audience at The Apollo doesn’t like your bit, they will let you know they don’t like your bit. Hell, they will boo you off the stage, yelling over you so no one can hear you, age, race, and gender be damned. But on the other extreme, if they LIKE what you’re doing, they will let you, and anyone within a ten-mile radius, know that, too. And the luckiest of us got to see some of those good AND bad performances on the awesome Showtime At The Apollo television show. While seeing shitty acts get booed off was kind of fun in a tragic way, NOTHING was cooler than seeing some white boy take the stage, looking all awkward, and within twenty seconds, he has the entire crowd on their feet, hollering for him. It may seem out on control, but it is the opposite of that. It is a place where only the strongest and best performers get to sharpen their skills, and it was a very cool thing to witness. Here, for your enjoyment, five white guys who absolutely and unexpectedly killed it at The Apollo. Look out for me in video three. Just kidding. I would fail so hard at that place, the tree would slap me if I tried to rub it. Only true Apollo fans will get that comment, and that makes me like it even more.