If you’ve never been to The Complex, imagine a prison with a dilapidated concession stand that sells Red Vines. Nothing about The Complex is conducive to kickin’ it. Unfortunately, it’s the only concert hall in SLC doing rap shows these days. As my friend and I walked in, an enormously gauche neon advertisement for an upcoming RiFF RAFF concert was projected on the far wall. It showed the rapper with a puppy in one arm and a baby in the other. I’d say it was disturbing, but it was actually sort of perfect.