 Big announcement people! I’m talking BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!
Cousin Fred came up with an idea that may actually launch The Compound into the big time…or at least its occupants into prison. Okay, first, the set-up. So yesterday Cousin Fred was still working on the ramp that runs from the top of the roof here at the main house to the ground. He was working feverishly for fear that the storms that tore through here last night might tear it away. To his credit, he a great job of it. An inspection at 4 this morning found the ramp intact and ready for action. Whatever action. I still don’t understand why he didn’t build this onto The Cab, the Cabinet Saloon replication on the north side of the yard. After all, it’s a two-story building and seems better suited for whatever or whomever will hurl itself or themself (sic) down the darned thing. But Cousin Fred said that he didn’t want to do that for two reasons: 1) the roof height of the main house is perfect (that’s good, right?); and 2) the shingles on The Cab are brand new and he didn’t want to start leaks by nailing the ramp to it. Good thinking, Cousin Fred, good thinking. At the end of the day, I invited him inside for a beer and I made some of that Manwich stuff he likes. Mostly, I was hoping to get to the bottom of what the heck the ramp is for. He was just about to tell me, when KFOR started a story about the Insane Clown Posse (ICP) bringing its annual Gathering of the Juggalos Music Festival to Oklahoma City over a four-day period at the end of July (suppose the Baptists know about this?). Cousin Fred nearly choked mid-swallow of Manwich and began pointing at the television. Now for those of you not nearly as hip as myself, I will enlighten you on ICP and the Gathering. I guess you could think of it as Woodstock (’69) where everybody eats the brown acid. In other words, it’s a music festival of sorts, but more than that, it’s an event, a deranged social event, the likes of which this part of the country rarely sees (it’s a very Illinois or Indiana - definitely Ohio thing). Insane Clown Posse is a hip hop duo who has something of a cult following. They refer to their disciples of Juggalos and Juggalettes (I’ll leave it to you to figure out which is which…you never know with ICP). Said disciples tend to dress as irretrievably demented clowns and frolic in a manner that is better described as mayhem as their favorite hip hoppers, Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope, perform their set. There is nudity, drugs, booze, and small pockets of violence at nearly every one of their shows…a four-day outdoor festival…well, someone alert the Baptists! Once Cousin Fred finished choking and spewing Manwich from his nose, he calmed enough to tell me what had him so excited. I was quick to point out that I’m too old to attend the Gathering (though admittedly, I would sooo do it). He thinks that since there will be tens of thousands of people coming into OKC for the Gathering, they might just as well come up here for another couple of days of fun and mayhem. By Cousin Fred’s figuring, the Juggalos and Juggalettes (have you figured it out yet?) can use the Sunday following the festival close to travel here and we’ll kick off our show beginning late Sunday evening and close it out Tuesday night. He pointed out that we still have the 50-foot speaker towers upright in the north pasture from when we attempted to host our own Thrash Metal Jam Festival a couple of years ago (didn’t go so well). We’ll just need to assemble a stage. Sounds easy enough, right? I pointed out that we’ll need enough acts to keep people entertained over a couple of days. Also, I mentioned the fact that ICP has a hook which is why they’re such a big draw. Cousin Fred told me to stop worrying…he will formulate a plan. I can’t wait. It’s gonna be great, I’m sure. Just as long as the Baptists don’t get wind of it. Strap in, my babies, it’s a long haul to August. That is all! Comments are closed.
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