The tagline of their seven-night love affair with the city seemed to say it all: "One whole fucking week." But the full concert experience wasn't limited to the Doomtree marathon's all-hands-on-deck performances in the Mainroom; no, the most spectacular element of last year's Blowout was that it pulled in dozens of the most talented and diverse acts the hip-hop scene had to offer, showcasing them all in a buffet-style spread over five sweaty, swirling nights in the Entry. The entire Doomtree clan seemed hell-bent on proving the authenticity of their No Kings mantra, refusing to hog the spotlight while simultaneously commanding the attention of the entire city. With how righteously last year's shindig went down, we're downright terrified to see what they have up their sleeves for Blowout 8.