June 14th, 2010
We’ve got nothing at all against Coolio. He seems like a pleasant enough fellow. He’s one of the most likable and charming of the more-or-less-washed-up ’90s novelty rappers. And Cooking With Coolio is the shit. We found ourselves rather skeptical and sad last month, though, when at Electric Factory as one of the opening acts for Insane Clown Posse, Coolio repeatedly swore his allegiance to Juggalo Nation in a clear (but, sorry to say, flailing) bid to resurrect his rap career with a new audience, a la Vanilla Ice. “I AM a Juggalo,” he insisted upon leaving the stage. Well, Coolio’s put his money where his mouth is and ink where his arm is, getting himself a fresh new ICP-themed tattoo. Only thing is, someone — Coolio, his tattoo artist, his manager, whoever — probably should have checked the spelling of “Juggalo” first:
As TMZ so cleverly put it, the error is “nothin’ but a ‘G’ thang.”
Granted, we could say that spelling doesn’t rank all that highly on the list of true Juggalo concerns — falling somewhere below Faygo procurement and staying one step ahead of those outstanding warrants — but that would be unfair and mean.
Anyway, we’re sure that with all the advances in tattoo technology, plus those “Gangsta’s Paradise” residuals, Coolio can squeeze an extra “g” in there if he so desires…
[Thanks to Jesse Lundy for the tip!]
[Photo by Michael Alan Goldberg]