The witness asked not to be identified so that he does not anger the juggalos. Tequila, a Playboy model who also sings, posted a Twitter message Saturday, saying she would sue the festival, which is organized for fans of the hip-hop group Insane Clown Posse. The fans are mostly young people who sometimes wear clown make up and are referred to as juggalos and juggalettes.
The performer said a mob of hundreds chased Tequila from the stage and surrounded the trailer where she sought refuge. Here's Why. Henry Ruggs Car Crash Victim. Until Bravo Pays Up!!! After Vegas Crash. Load More Stories. Get TMZ breaking news sent right to your browser! The incident involving Tequila was not the only violence at the festival early Saturday. Seiner said a year-old Georgia man was arrested as a suspect in the stabbing of another man in the abdomen just hours earlier.
Share this on:. Most Popular. Fine art from an iPhone? The best Instagram photos from After IVF shock, mom gives birth to two sets of identical twins. For Juggalos, Tequila represented even more: She became the proxy for every hot girl who ever accepted Jager shots at a crappy bar from them but went home with a slick douchebag in a tight Ed Hardy shirt. On one hand, Violent J acknowledged that it was, in fact, funny as shit to watch some dude get hit with a dead fish or pelted with piss, and that Juggalos should feel free to behave however they see fit.
At the same time, however, every performer at the Gathering was a guest of the Psychopathic family and should enjoy the same privileges afforded the Boondox and Blaze Ya Dead Homeys of the world. Shaggy 2 Dope offered a slightly less high-minded appeal.
She somehow managed to deliver something even more soul-crushingly banal and artificial, a heavily Auto-Tuned blast of headache-inducing dancefloor cacophony that appeared to be lip-synced. The performance began to take on the quality of a dunking booth. An air of violence permeated the crowd. From where I stood, it all seemed fundamentally harmless. I was torn between my natural horror at seeing a tiny, solitary woman being abused by a massive, enraged crowd and my not wholly insupportable belief that Tequila may in fact, be the worst woman in the world.
It somehow made a sad, surreal spectacle even more horrifying. I was reminded of the moment in Nashville where Gwen Welles performs a similarly unexpected, impromptu striptease in a tragic attempt to overcome a similar lack of talent. Nothing worked. A Juggalo attempted to mount the stage but was repelled by security guards, and a particularly ambitious Juggalo grabbed an oversized trashcan from the ground and the receptacle began to make an ominous voyage towards the stage. Oh God was I wrong.
When Juggalos talked about how they chased Tequila back to her trailer and smashed the windows I assumed it was nothing more than typical Juggalo bluster. I figured they were merely talking a big game. It begins with feverish excitement and a delusional desire to win over the Juggalos, then devolves into panic, despair, and rage:. On my way to airport!!!
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