Friends,
We haven't given enough dap to the Insane Clown Posse and their bad, bad music. Now, it's not bad because it's morally suspect, juvenile, or because its bad rapping done by second-rate professional wrestlers. It's bad because somewhere out there, someone likes this unironically, and thinks that ICP really speaks to them, just speaks to him man, like Violent J or Shaggy 2 Dope are inside his head, man and know just how he feels about bitches and stabbing people.
That guy (and you know it's a guy) has ICP tatoos, ICP t-shirts, proudly calls himself a "juggalo" on his online dating profiles, and probably a large, ICP decal (Riddle Box era) on the back window of their 1988 Camaro, and on quiet nights alone he puts on that grease paint, takes off his shirt and mouths the words to all his favorite songs while looking into his bathroom mirror, right into his own eyes, feeling proud. Maybe it's good that guy has something to feel connected to rather than jerking it to the Hostel & Saw movies every night, but really this is just the black ops of the KISS Army. Weirdos in grease paint who like actual axes more than bass guitars shaped like axes. And these types don't need music. They need a hug and therapy.
Homies
Another Love Song
ICP doesn't want you to embed the music video, but here's the song just the same:
Hall of Illusion
Let's Go All The Way
Hokus Pokus
viva el mustache
June 29, 2008
Bad Music Sunday: Insane Clown Posse Edition
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All right, it must be that I just like every thing. You gotta give ICP one thing, though: at least they're original. You should consider doing a good music Saturday so we can all see what you do like.
Absolutely not. It's all derision all the time on Sunday, baby.
It is true that ICP certainly is original, and they even have a copycat group in Twiztd and probably a couple other ones, too, but I still don't like it. I used to enjoy their bizarre spectacle, as I have admitted before, but I don't care for their schtick anymore.
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