Bein a young white boy, raised up in a fucked up environment where the shit people can’t believe happens when they see it on TV  was a part of everyday life, of course I was introduced to ICP. I always liked alot of the music, but that’s not y I’m a lo. This shit has truly made alot of los hate other los. I’m mature enough now to know I shouldn’t hate someone because of wat they like. That being said I feel j has been trying to force people to pick sides. I say fuck all that, I’ll always listen to wat I like, lately been mainly mne shit or underground fresh coast shit. I really felt the love when I started to meet thousands of juggalos who if they had more or less money, a car,house,kids, watever they were pretty much like me. Didn’t really matter the age, of course u have ur exceptions. I still go to shows and gatherings and shit for the music yea, but really it’s for the environment. The majority of the shit u hear u have in the car or the crib anyway. I’ve always been a juggalo because of y’all muthafuckers and wat happens when a bunch of us get together. Shits been different as of late though it sure seems

i consider myself a juggalo cuz im a uber fan of ICP and Psy records.. and ever since i 1st heard it in the 5th grade, generally felt their music was the shit.

ive always kinda been a juggalo among juggalos and never really made friends.. regardless of going to shows and being one of dozens of local juggalo rappers.. who i obviously have things in common with..

i respect the idea of family love and believe those who have felt it but its always kinda been an “extra flavor” mainly-gathering-centric type thing in all that is this juggalo world, to me..

as far as shine, i know i give this album mad props but Found really is a project thats beaming with positivity and can really recharge some confidence and spirit..

RenoRyda said

Something that throws my energy through the roof is at shows when they first hit the stage and start rapping. Im 27 years olds and I get as hyped as a little fucking kid who just drank a case of monsters and went to Disneyland for the first time. I always think at shows when there done, okay I got my karma back too 100 and I cant wait for the next show to come through town. Im sure eventually the hate will come on here but thanks for sharing some of your stories keep posting them its stocking the karma bank for all of us.  

yo for real tho, even going to a cheap local juggalo/rap show is a boost in karma, just being around that much energy.. even if the crowd’s small.. going to see even a small act is a very underrated experience..

Who cares, fuck juggalos, fuck the stupid ass culture, the awesomeness comes from the dope people. And I think anybody that lets what’s going on make them turn on once good homies is a fucking chump ass bitch and fuck them. Have heated discussions and call each other dick riding moron sheep or what not all you want but at the end of the day, it wasn’t any of those painted retards that made the culture great. It was you guys. And don’t let the fact that your homie is a dick riding sheeple following either a cult leader or baby Hitler change that.

A good friend of mine once said, “A juggalo is someone who chooses to define themself as such.”

I got only one tattoo on me that represents this culture and it isn’t a Hatchet man or a Twiztid logo er what ever. Its a Lotus Cross. That group is what got me into Hip Hop in general. I wouldn’t know about Kool G, Big L or any classic shit if I had never first got into Dark Lotus. And that’s why this drama shit sucks for me personally.

Bizzar made me laugh when I really needed it, & The Great Milenko reminded me that I don’t have to surf the tsunami of bullshit that every era seems to call their own. I’m a Juggalo because I give a fuck, and if I bailed when the vessels of good ideas became preachy-the-clown douchebags I’d just be a tourist. My “Open Letter to Psy” is short & sweet:

Oy!! The clowns are acting like fat Elvis. Sack up.

I love a good Juggalo origin story. I suppose I can share mine here.

Growing up, I hated rap. I was more of a 70’s rock and metal kinda kid, save for the single Bone Thugz & Harmony tape I played since elementary school. The popular culture of the time favored R&B and Rap more than anything, and every white kid in my middle school was on that cringey exclusvely suburban trend of talking in ebonics and play thuggin’ when mom wasn’t around. Nelly was hot then, Ruff Rydaz, and Eminem of course. My brother loved all of the greats from that era and before: Dogg Pound, Dre and the like, but like everyone else around my way Eminem was played over and over. 

I was aware of his skill, sure, and I got why he was so popular…but at the same time, every mom on my block was jocking him too. It was hard for me to take that seriously, especially when the news kept touting how controversial he was. So even with that accessiblity I remained a rap outsider.

In the late 90’s Napster became a thing, and I used it to check out all the music I loved and check out bands I hadn’t heard of. That’s how I found Slipknot, Godsmack and others- hearing some band name and plugging it into the search engine. I had a middle school girlfriend who mentioned her brother liked Insane Clown Posse, so I typed that in. The first few songs I heard were Night of the Axe, Murder Go Round and Amy’s in the Attic. 

I’ve mentioned before that I’m a huge horror nerd. My education began early with those long lost days of sleepovers and pursuing the fabled horror section at VHS rental outlets and all night marathons of TNT’s Monstervision hosted by Joe Bob Briggs. I immediately picked up on the fact that ICP’s songs were horror stories set to beats, and fell in love. Soon I had a respectable playlist of random cuts from their entire catalog.

I had no idea what Joker’s Cards, Juggalos or anything like that was at the time. But I know what I liked. One day, my brother came home and asked me to look up a group called Twiztid. He found out about this group through a friend of his who listened exclusively to underground hiphop. Together we listened to a handful of songs from Mostasteless, and I liked the fact that they seemed to be another group who did rap with a horror movie bent. I picked up on them namedropping J and Shaggy, but didn’t think about them as label mates- rappers shouted eachother out all the time, I just thought it was because they had a similar style and it was fresh. 

A few years passed. Napster gave way to KaZaa and Limewire. I caught wind through my brother’s friend that ICP and Twiztid were dropping a project that was a super group. Tales From The Lotus Pod was the first complete album I  bootlegged tits to tail, and remains one of my favorite albums of all time. Juggalo Family and Dot Com piqued my curiousity and gave me the avenues to research this whole Juggalo thing. 

What? ICP’s whole shit is a series of concept albums? Well now I gotta hear the whole story! They throw soda? Fuck, I love soda, it’s like sixty percent of my diet! The more I learned, the more interested I became. The question of whether or not I was a ‘real’ Juggalo was never put to task by me or anybody else, really. There was no revelatory moment, I didn’t hear ‘Pass Me By’ and weep, I didn’t swear allegience to the Dark Carnival wagons, I just sort of fell into it. It fit me like a glove, so why not? 

Around this time my sister made friends with a Juggalette named Sara, and introduced us. Sara could have been junior Choko- her room was all empty Faygo bottles and hand drawn ICP colorings. She had a clique of five or so underage scrubs who became my OG tribe. They never tried to pull rank or give me shit because I had no merch (behavior that was pandemic at the time), they just let my rep rest on my character and musical nerdiness. They broke me to the local scene and hooked me up with my first Hatchetgear- I remain cool with those ninjas to this day, and though I appreciate ththem and all the fam I’ve amassed over time, it was never about that for me. I got in it for the music, and the adventures I’ve had as a result of following the music is a fringe blessing.

So why be a Juggalo? Because I always have been. The music changed, sure, but the music that got me in is still there and I’m typically entertained by the new shit whether its good or bad. The scene changed, absolutely. But none of those things dictate my policy on who I am at the end of the day. I’ve been doing this, and had nothing but a blast doing it, so why stop now?