Something or Rather...
Chris and I watched the new Twiztid video. It was cool. Unfortunately nothing will top the FreekShow album and the We Don't Die video. I loved that video. It was so sexy. I don't know. Maybe it wasn't all that sexy because it had clips of a female mutant shaking her moneymaker.
I think maybe, I'm growing out of it all. I know that there are many juggalo adults out there. There has to be. They've been around for a long time. I just am not feeling them anymore. I remember when I was a gung ho juggalette, I couldn't see how people could just up and sell all their shit and stop listening to their music. "They must've not been a real Juggalo!" I would say. But now I see, they just grew out of it. And maybe it's because their quality of music is going downhill.
I'm not saying that I'm not a Juggalo at heart. I'm just saying that I have a daughter that I need to raise. And... (here I go) I don't think Simone should be exposed to that yet. A lot has changed because of her. Maybe that's why I'm not into it. I just don't want to have her hear about hacking up people or putting them in an attic. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not getting all straight laced on ya! I'm not going to be going around to my juggalo family and saying... "You shouldn't listen to that... it's devil music." I still have much love for Twiztid and ICP. It's just a phase in my life that has been completed.
I will never forget the first time I listened to Twiztid's Mostasteless. It was like a lifting of spirit. As strange as it may seem. I just felt like I found myself. I knew who I was. I could stand up for myself a little better... although, I'm still a pushover. But not so much now. I remember the first time I watched Big Money Hustlers. Andrew and I would sit there with our Candy Apple Faygo and sit there and laugh. So many good memories, good times at concerts... talking for hours about Madrox with my Symbotie, Michelle. Times and memories I will never forget.
So, if I'm not a Juggalo... what am I? I am Kathryn Katie Kat Kittie Marie Vogel. Someone who loves her family and friends no matter what label they are. Someone who loves making memories with said family and friends. Someone who is on the verge of success after she completes school. Someone that you can't put a label on.
I think maybe, I'm growing out of it all. I know that there are many juggalo adults out there. There has to be. They've been around for a long time. I just am not feeling them anymore. I remember when I was a gung ho juggalette, I couldn't see how people could just up and sell all their shit and stop listening to their music. "They must've not been a real Juggalo!" I would say. But now I see, they just grew out of it. And maybe it's because their quality of music is going downhill.
I'm not saying that I'm not a Juggalo at heart. I'm just saying that I have a daughter that I need to raise. And... (here I go) I don't think Simone should be exposed to that yet. A lot has changed because of her. Maybe that's why I'm not into it. I just don't want to have her hear about hacking up people or putting them in an attic. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not getting all straight laced on ya! I'm not going to be going around to my juggalo family and saying... "You shouldn't listen to that... it's devil music." I still have much love for Twiztid and ICP. It's just a phase in my life that has been completed.
I will never forget the first time I listened to Twiztid's Mostasteless. It was like a lifting of spirit. As strange as it may seem. I just felt like I found myself. I knew who I was. I could stand up for myself a little better... although, I'm still a pushover. But not so much now. I remember the first time I watched Big Money Hustlers. Andrew and I would sit there with our Candy Apple Faygo and sit there and laugh. So many good memories, good times at concerts... talking for hours about Madrox with my Symbotie, Michelle. Times and memories I will never forget.
So, if I'm not a Juggalo... what am I? I am Kathryn Katie Kat Kittie Marie Vogel. Someone who loves her family and friends no matter what label they are. Someone who loves making memories with said family and friends. Someone who is on the verge of success after she completes school. Someone that you can't put a label on.
posted by Kat @ 9:04 AM
2 Comments:
At 2:19 PM,
Anonymous said…
Hey baby girl! I know how you feel. I have struggled with the whole "growing out of it" thing too, but what's weird with me is I'll feel like I'm "growing out of it" and then all of the sudden it'll pull me back in. I am forever indebted to the shit because, because of it I have the best friends anyone could ask for AND the love of my life. I miss you guys! I can't wait to see you guys ALL THE TIME when you move back here. We need to make new memories, don't you think? LOVE YOU!
At 9:34 AM,
Kat said…
Oh thank god! I'm so glad that you're going thru the same thing. I thought that I was a reject poser for a moment. But if your feeling the same, then that makes me feel ALOT better!! You're like an Uber Lette! I can't wait to make new memories with you guys!! I love you so much!
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