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The Little Mary Sunshine Show
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ICP Concert
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The misadventures of Joe, Mike, Ralph, and Leslie
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I know. Some of you have noooo idea who The Insane Clown Posse are (herein referred to as ICP). Well, they are a white Detroit based rap duo that have a cult like following of juggalos and juggalettes. If you want to know more about them, the site is http://www.insaneclownposse.com.
We had wanted to go to one of their concerts for years, and the opportunity finally arose. They played a club named Tinks in Scranton. The price of tickets? A mere $18.
The concert kicked ass. Stoner did the make-up and I worked on Stoner and Joey's hair. It was a pretty involved process. The guys were afraid that they would be the only ones there in make-up. Well, when we got there, practically everyone had make-up on. The line was long and it was chilly out. The people up front were spraying Faygo (see their site to know more!!) all over the place and there were guys break dancing and wrestling, as pictured above. I was thinking- Oh boy, am I gonna get my ass kicked in there. I really was afraid, because as most of you know, I am not the healthiest person. They finally started letting people in a half hour after the show was supposed to start. By that time, we really had to pee. So, in our quest for the bathroom, we found the perfect spots to stand on the balcony. You can see above what the crowd below us looked like between bands. We snuck the cameras in in our underwear. Joey ran down to the dollar store so Stoner would have a pair of tighty whiteys in which to store his goods (the camera, not his junk). ICP constantly sprayed Faygo into the crowd. They threw out chicken feathers (that stuck to the body guards). When the crowd was chanting, "Show your Tits!" to the balcony, Joey was happy to oblige them and ripped his shirt open, a juggalo to the core. We had an awesome time! All in all, we can't wait till they come to town again.
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