Sean P implores the crowd to renew, reuse, recycle.
Rock hit central booking a few nights before so Sean P had the stage all to his lonesome for a good ten minutes. P is a beast live, but you get the vibe he doesn't mind playing the background. He finished his set quick with a growl and then faded to the back and let Buckshot control the stage.
That being said, P is fun to watch when he sets up camp at the edge of the stage, holds the mic in a death grip, bill of his cap covering the upper portion of his eyes while the bottom portion burns holes through you. Pretty great stuff.