In 1996, I remember hearing of this group. They were rappers. And they were clowns. And they were signed to Disney until ultimately being dropped for having songs about cutting off chicken heads and murdering people. Two thoughts entered my mind that day. This is the greatest gimmick of all time. This won't last a year.

Fast forward to 2012. The wicked clowns have seemingly taken over popular culture. Songs with Jack White, appearances on Workaholics and talk shows, and let's not even mention the Gathering; a festival that has grown at such an alarming rate that it is considered one of the top fests in the country. You have to have a lot of pull to command an audience that makes it on the FBI's top gangs list.

Let's not forget about the music though. ICP is more than their legend. More than their audience. They're about drinking Faygo people! They love fat chicks! They cut off chicken heads at an even higher rate than '96! What I'm saying is they're still fun.

If you have $34, I implore you to stop by the Town Ballroom tonight (7pm, along with Zug Island and Kamp Krystal Lake) and experience the ultimate experience. See what all this hype is about. You laugh now. In four years, these clowns might be our next presidents.