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Originally Posted by Dr. Eugene Felikson
Even the Faygo-drenched walk back to your car is a story to tell, especially if it's a winter show and your clothes freeze solid! There's a reason that ICP don't merely have a large fanbase, but an entire subculture dedicated to them. The atmosphere at an ICP show is unbelievably cultish, it actually freaks me out sometimes, but I'm simultaneously intrigued by it. (Sway, wasn't it you who compared them to the Grateful Dead? Or was it SuchFriends?) Y'know Juggalos are a legally recognized gang in some states.
These are people who feel the common need to belong to something larger, and don't feel anywhere more at home than with a group of rapping, serial killing clowns from southwest Detroit. Sure, the average Juggalo is usually an awkward blend of a mall goth and a thug... but that's their thing, and they couldn't give a fuck less! We leave every show soaked, smelling like root beer and crack smoke, and can't get enough of it!
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If they truuuuuly didn't give a fuck less, they wouldn't be just another mall rat gothed out thug. Hence, the feeling of needing to belong to something larger.
If it works for them, great. I just never got it. Virtually every one of those kids I've ever met is a complete moron, or got over that stage before the age of 17.
but again, different strokes for different folks.
I'd rather not be soaked in cheap soda. A marketing scheme at it's finest.