's reputation had already been shredded by the time this live CD was issued. It really wouldn't have mattered that he had invented an identity (standard operating procedure on the hip-hop circuit) if he had the skills, but Vanilla Ice
proved himself amazingly bad beyond even the most militant hip-hopper's dreams. Nobody expected stunning insights, compelling raps or brilliant rhymes, but they at least expected his live show to be funny. Instead, it was just sad.