What’s more terrifying than the possibility of a Tea Party Movement revolution? The fucking Juggalos. Grounded on the aesthetic and principles of the Insane Clown Posse, the Juggalo Family Cult descend from the suburbs wearing clown face-paint to unleash unprecedented vile consisting of equal parts wretched music, white-trash ignorance and misogynistic ultra-violence. They annually swarm to the Gathering of the Juggalos: a festival where homicidal clowns go shirtless, celebrate being the lowest common denominators, and beat the shit out of each other. Leading the impending revolution are Twiztid, who have perfected the repugnant mixing of nu-metal with the glorification of rape, murder and overall degeneracy: “Fuck you I hope you die/ I can split your wig with my aluminum bat/ Kill the next muthafucka that look/ Die, die,” goes their classic tune “Diemuthafuckadie!” Society’s plunge into barbarism quickens tonight as the city’s Juggalos unite. Week’s Worst is a grave understatement.
Thurs., Dec. 2, 8pm.
With Blaze, Miclordz & Zanx + DJ Clay.
421 N. Seventh St.
We just can’t do without Caribou