Forging new territory with an open mind, we made our way to The Broadberry, to experience an Insane Clown Posse show.
Forging new territory with an open mind, we made our way to The Broadberry, to experience an Insane Clown Posse show.
To be frank, we were utterly out of our element, however I understand and have the utmost respect for a “family” based on mutual ideologies with the foundation built from the music. With the city’s nicest bouncer, D, holding the door with a smile, I knew our friend Lawrence’s warning about Faygo showers should be heeded as we see plastic covering the stage all the way back to the sound board and VIP section.
Starting as wallflowers, posting ourselves to the fence on the outside deck. Casually observing the crowd, we sipped on tasteful Pink Piggy’ and FTW’s, signature cocktails for the night. Scanning the crowd of painted faces, what I saw was, in fact, family. People with a common bond. Someone would walk through the door and the deck would erupt with “FAMILY! FAMILY!”, a verbal red carpet. Despite the many miles apart, the Juggalo’s remembered and celebrated their family be it near or far. They were kind, respectful, and welcoming even to someone who wasn’t wearing the subculture uniform or band shirt. Even with the loud colorful antics, “excuse me” and “thank you” were as repetitive as “Whoop! Whoop!”.
Insert Eric and Tressa, two loyal Juggalos who made the trip to the RVA show from Yorktown, Va. They circled the empty beer can and full ashtray table that we stationed ourselves at. Tressa, wild, refreshingly funny, with non-stop one liners, called life as she saw it, adorning a hatchetman logo tattooed on her forearm.
A woman of my own heart. Eric, who has been to “countless” ICP shows over the years, explained to view on the Juggalo scene. From doctors to school bus drivers, there was no class or education segregation nor race discrimination. Come as you are and relish in you, without judgement. This scene is about the people that were pushed into a corner be it by social status, being bullied, and being angry about what society and life has thrown at them. For me, I respect and understand that angst.
Insane Clown Posse performance did not disappoint. The energy, the masked hatchet wielding characters, the rain of feathers, and the shower upon shower of Faygo. Insane Clown Posse absolutely puts on a visual show that coincides with their philosophy. It was fun! It was one for all and all for one in the crowd, just as RVA.
