Right now I am on the way to Cave In Rock, IL. Wait, let me take that back. Right now I am in a cheap motel by the airport in St. Louis but by the time this post is published I will be on my way to Cave In Rock. This little town of 400 people is in the middle of nowhere. It’s three and a half hours from St. Louis and three hours from Nashville. To get there you have to go down dirt roads and take a ferry over the Ohio River. But once you get there and past the state troopers doing random searches of everyone you get to the magical Dark Carnival that is the Gathering of the Juggalos.
Insane Clown Posse is throwing their annual music festival and it has become by far my favorite thing to photograph every year. It’s the craziest fucking thing I have ever been to with five straight days of absolutely no rules, naked fat girls and huge bands opening up for bands most people have never heard of. How often do you get to see George Clinton or Ice Cube open up for Dark Lotus? Exactly. Wild shit.
After two years of shooting the Gathering for the Village Voice as an outsider this year I have actually been hired by the festival to shoot so I should be bringing you guys some unprecedented access to the weirdest music festival on earth. The problem with Cave In Rock is that there is no cell phone service and my only link to the outside world might be the wifi set up back stage at the festival. Other than that I might be cut off completely.
It’s not certain but I would assume that I will not be able to update my site again until next Tuesday but when I come back it’s going to be so much madness over and over again until you never want to see a 400 lb woman in clown make up naked ever again. Crazy right? In the mean time I will be doing my best to Instagram, Tumbl and Tweet my experiences every chance I get even the slightest bit of Wifi or cel service. So follow all that shit and until then check out my past adventures at the Gathering of the Juggalos by clicking here.
Until then, I have only two words for you: Whoop Whoop.