I didn’t tell my friends what show they would be going to with me last night. Instead, I waited until one of my friends drove all the way from Eau Claire, Wisconsin (over an hour away) and my other friend arrived in her Uber and was safely locked into my apartment with no way to bail on the evening. It’s not that I wasn’t excited for the show or was ashamed to be taking them to this show but… okay, I was ashamed. But I go where the shows take me and I sure as shit wasn’t going alone last night.
There’s something about the Insane Clown Posse culture that I just can’t get enough of. Since 1989, the duo of Shaggy 2 Dope (who was playing last night and now you understand why I had to kind of trick my friends into going to the show) and Violent J have created a whole world where the Hatchetman (their logo) is king and face paint is cool. I can’t explain to you why I’m so fascinated with this scene but I am. I think it’s because I kind of understand it. Sure, I think it’s a bit weird and I was a bit terrified of the clown masks and the people with face paint on but that’s just the scene that these people fell into and now call family. I’m sure they would think the same thing if they came to one of my typical metal shows where people are acting like ninjas in the moshpit whereas to me, that’s normal. You know what they say, different strokes for different folks and last night was a prime example of that.
Tre Lb (pronounced Tre Pound) was the first one to take the stage. Although I had never heard of him before, I was clearly in the minority. Tre Lb is half of the duo Chop Shop which is apparently a thing in this scene? (Clearly I was in over my head.) His set just didn’t do it for me and I honestly can’t remember much from him being on stage but I do remember just standing there with my friends being completely content with just watching the people that were at this show. With the lights flashing and the smoke machine working over time, there was a definite vibe to this show that I have only ever seen at a Insane Clown Posse show. Randomly throughout the night would be the chant of “fam-i-ly” followed by the signature “Whoop Whoop!”. It was bizarre but, again, I get it. Just like my metal scene is my family, this scene of Juggalos and Juggalettes (what they call the followers of ICP) is a family and I was on the outside looking in, confused, but I was starting to get it.
After Tre Lb’s quick set was a set from Ouija Macc who was clearly a favorite of the fairly large crowd that had showed up. One of the newer acts on ICP’s record label- Psychopathic Records- the amount of support this new act had from the crowd was stunning to stay the least. I can’t say that I loved his lyrics and, yes, my friends and I hid in the corner and were having fun picking out certain lines of words and trying to analyze them (I would share examples but they are honestly too obscene for even me). Again, we didn’t get it, but the people up near the stage did and they were having the time of their lives and that’s truly all that mattered.
My friends and I stuck out like sore thumbs at this show and that, unfortunately, brought some unwanted attention our way. Half way through Ouija Macc’s set we realized there were a couple of guys that just wouldn’t stop looking at us and following us around the venue. A bit shook, the three of us decided to stand in the corner of the bar so we could ease up from constantly checking our backs. Although a bit scary, I knew that we were safe and my friends quickly caught on. The only reason I mention this situation is because I was absolutely stunned by how the staff handled this situation and even caught onto what was happening. The staff could tell something was up when we all moved to the corner of the bar. The staff seemed to instantly go on guard. Every time one of us would go to the bathroom, go outside, or even throw a drink away, the staff had eyes on us just making sure everything was okay. Even after we had said our goodbyes and went outside to wait for our Uber, the guy working door security was watching us through the window (which also led to a bit of a scare when we turned around to see him standing right there). I seriously can not thank them enough. They turned what could have been a pretty crappy situation that ruined our night into a super safe situation where we all felt more than comfortable and ended up befriending the staff. So to Joshua the bartender, the guy working the front door and the older gentleman guarding the bar– thank you so much. You all are truly the best in the business and I will definitely be frequenting Lee’s Liquor Lounge more after this experience.
The wait between Ouija Macc’s set and the headlining set from Shaggy 2 Dope was exhausting. Literally over an hour of just standing and sitting around waiting for something to happen, it was clear the audience was getting restless. I heard through the grapevine that the reason it was taking so long was because they oversold the VIP tickets where people could meet the one and only Shaggy 2 Dope. My friends and I weren’t the only annoyed ones. People were sitting on the floor in front of the bar just waiting for something to happen. Had it been any other show or really any other scene, I think people would have left but the audience held on and waited, albeit at times impatiently, for the show to start. Then, just when I thought the audience was done and the night had been ruined by the long wait, Shaggy 2 Dope took the stage and the mood instantly changed.
A clear party atmosphere, Shaggy 2 Dope had the audience right where he wanted them- singing along to every word of every song with a sense of intensity and passion, the crowd was clearly loving every minute of it and instantly forgot about the long wait. Did I enjoy listening to the high misogynistic lyrics throughout Shaggy 2 Dope’s set? Absolutely not but, it’s not my place to judge his music nor the people that like it. Again, different strokes for different folks but after just a couple of songs my friends and I just couldn’t take it anymore and left. After saying goodbye to the staff that were now friends, we got in our Uber and sang along to Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” all the way home.
Last night could have ended terribly. There were creepers lurking in the audience and the music wasn’t doing much for my friends and I but we had each other and a great staff that was looking out for us which made the night a truly amazing one.
Venue: Lee’s Liquor Lounge
Sausage Fest Meter- 10 out of 10
Average Age of the Crowd- 23
Crowd Surfers- None
Cry-Ability- 10 out of 10
Stage Divers- None
Broken Bones- 0
Spotted Flying Through The Air- Nothing
Drunkards Taken Out By Security- None
Celebrity Sightings- None
Overall Score- 3.1 out of 10– and that’s only because of the staff
Show on Deck- Hockey Dad/ Hunny/ Pllush/ Heart to Gold
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