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It is easier for man to use the darkness of the world to destroy the light inside himself than to use the light inside himself to destroy the darkness of the world
The airhorn scare
KlaunVI
Welcome to a small digital peice of my world...Now as far as my personal stuff goes.........sometimes I see the world a little differently than most...Im odd as all the Hell...and I dont really care about the world beyond my friends and family...id be glad to have u in that group so my world keeps getting bigger...but its still just my own little world...and if ya aint down with tha Ninja then u dont exist so poof be gone!!!!!!
...there are those who know me, those who think they know me, those who want to be me, and those who want to be the end of me...
the story of my name...
a brief Klaun history
For those of you who think you know me....fuk you. you dont...u think they call me Klaun cuz i like ICP? You dumb asses i like ICP cuz my names Klaun. I was Klaun before i knew what ICP was. i have been goin by the name "lil Clown" since 94. it was a name given by the group of fellows i hung out with at the time because i was always crackin jokes on fat chicks and hillbillys, and jumpin off of stuff and purposely falling down and actin a donkey everywhere i went when i went to school at Pine Bluff High. After i came out of my phaze where i thought i was a thug, i dropped the "lil" part of the name because of its "gangsta" sound. I was no G...so i didnt want a "G" name. I always knew i was different than anyone else...so after a couple years...i think in 96, i looked for either a different name or a different way to spell mine...then i saw something...a german comic book called "MAUS"...pronounced "mouse"...and im part german...somewhere down the line...so i changed the spelling to KLAUN and since i was a silly happy smiley goofy type person i would always make the u into a smiley face. i had an obsession with smiley face things from 96-98 i dunno...i was just weird and happy...also something else happened in 96...i found the music of Marilyn Manson...and anyone who knew me back then could tell you haw caught up in all that shit i got. but to me it never really was about the hating god, or being an antichrist...because i saw thru all of that and recognized him as an artist...and in fact himself a living peice of his own art...a physicl manifestation of the hatred he felt towards the word...here was a skinny weirdo(like me) who was fed up with the world and its inequities(like me), who had a flair for the dramatic(like me), and who enjoyed choking and cutting himself...(like me). the utter absurdity of the man and the music drew me to Manson...and then when i saw what a shit storm i could cause just by wearing a Manson t shirt or a lil bit of black eyeliner...i was hooked... people have always stared at me...people have always made fun of me... fuck em im gonna give em somethin to stare at. I started on my mission to offend every possible person i could...for 2 reasons...i hated everyone...and to see who my tru friends were...but still the only world i knew was mine...me n my friends...then graduation time came rolling around...and i was searching for hope. i had never thought about what i was gonna do without school...the sweet misery of my education...i hated every day i was there...but at least i had a place and knew it...i was gonna get pushed out into the big world and the only thing i knew were Manson lyrics and a little science...(i had an a in english tho) so i decided or rather i was coerced into the US. Marine Corps. And one day a teacher asked me, "are you gonna go by Mr. Goodloe or mr. Klaun?' so i decide right then everyone will call me MR. Klaun. i like the sound of it. so all my friends called me mister klaun... and everything was all good untill..........boot camp. i hated it. it wasnt that i couldnt do it physically or even the yelling n shit all the time...i could handle that...i was in decent shape and i grew up getting yelled at...but they wanted to take the me out of me and put their me in its place...and i wasnt havin that. i faked a suicide attempt and told them if i didnt go home then the next time they would be sendin me home in a box...i was home in 3 weeks. after that...shiiiiiiit i was lost...i decided that i didnt want to be a grown up. i had seen what grown ups were like and i HATED THEM. it was me vs. adults...even tho i was now 20. so in rebellion of growin up i dropped the mister from my name. so now i was back to Klaun...but a different, more Jaded klaun, a klaun not so full of joy and playfull humor...but a klaun filled with hatred, contempt and utter disgust for the entire world...i was mad at the world and the world didnt do shit wrong really. i picked up a hobby i started in 7th grade. i rote raps. not for the stage or to record...but just for me. i found solice in just writing my thoughts, weather a concentrated effort to write about a particular subject, or just random thoughts that fit together to make some really out of control rhymes...id practice them to beats, but never in front of people...just for me. id been doing it since 7th grade.(about the time Vanilla Ice came out) i wrote a rap and put it to a beat and one day i was at the radio station to pik up a prize i won and the djs, Todd and Lukas from K-hits back when 106.3 didnt suck...those djs were cool as hell...we were just in the studio chillin i think we were playin "guess how i got this scar" and lukas saw my tattoo and asked me what it meant i told him it says "klaun" and he asked if i rap and before i could say anything my girlfriend spoke up n said yeah...so against my will 5 minutes later i had my debut...live on the frickin radio.a song i wrote in the lobby of an abortion clinic...but it wasnt about abortion...anyhoo...so Todd n Lukas were blown back. i didnt think it was that good...but they luved me. it was an odd feeling...i was being praised? that didnt happen. ever... so they asked me to come back a few times and i got to dothe song two weeks later, more ready and way less nervous. it was hella fun and that summer was mad kickin it. at my local independant record store i was diggin thru the cds they had u could listen to and i found a picture of a genie lookin guy with a wand in his hand and a bird on the other...it was the Great Milenko by Insane Clown Posse... Insane Clown posse? who the fuck is that? is this their first record? shit my names Klaun...and im insane...fuck i should check these guys out...keep an open mind rite? i listened to the intro and to piggy pie i think...i bought the tape right away and threw it in the deck as i continued my workday, which was me driving around taking pictures and measurements on houses for state farm. i bumped that tape all summer...never really knowing anything else about ICP. just hey this cd rules. and at the end of the summer i did something i never thought id do in a million years...i went to fuckin college.....previously, my entire existance was my friends...and my girlfriend, lori. when i got to college everything changed...i freaked out....id never been around real people before...just pine bluff, where everyone knew me from 2nd grade where i ate pencils and chewed on paper all day.(no shit i really did that)these same fucks grew up their entire life makin fun of me and throwing me in garbage cans. then i got to a place where no one knew me...got to a place where people were actually open minded and i wasnt surrounded by angry poor black people and angry poor white people... i could be me...me the real me...but i had no clue who that was. i spent all my life trying to make my friends laugh and entertain others...now there was no one to entertain...but wait...there is this whole new world ...but i miss my friends...i cant leave school tho, id be leaving lori, but lori wouldnt miss me there are all these frat boys and rich kids...shed be better off with one of them...im just a scrubby kid from the bluff with eyeliner on. im sure her parents didnt care for me...all this stress compouned with my complete mental instability i was crushed under the weight of the burden i unknowingly invented for myself...and i cracked. i pushed everything away and hid for 2 days in my room in the dark. when i came out...i had a new mentality...self destruct or make the world bow at my feet. i broke up with lori......damn that girl was fresh...im so glad she married my homie...anyways...so with the only thing stable in my life now out of my life i was free to self destruct. so i quit goin to class i stopped givin a fuck and i spent all my time on this new thing called internet looking at bands sites and looking up bomb stuff...you would be suprised to know how many bomb sites there are...and the internet was only 2 years old at the time. then i found something that would change my life forever...chat rooms...on one particular manson fan site there was a chat i was always in and needed a screen name... i thought back to my song i did for k-hits...and pulled out "lyrical spellcaster" and for 2 daqys i was known as "Lyrical_Spellcaster" which was shortened to Spellkaster6. so since no one knew me up here in Jonesboro i just stayed in the comp lab on the internet...making"friends". the inter net was cool for me cuz i could not be judged there when i walk in a room...i could do anything i wnted to do...it existed in my mind...which is where i always wanted to be anyway so it was perfect...bored as fuck one night i went walkin round campus...saw a party goin on a a small house the alpha tau omega house...was like yo can i come check out your party? they were like YEAH!!!! i was like really? id never been included on the "cool kids" paries...so i went in...was chillin...the rush committee came n talked to me...those guys were cool as hell...the presedent was a guy i went to pine bluff high wit...so he put me on the guest list for all future parites. at the next one i bumped into this kid i went to school with at Watson Chapel. he commented on my ultra fresh Manson shirt, which i ordered from the ultra fresh new Internet thing...and we got to chattn n such. he mentioned people call him "joker"...shit dude im Klaun...we should chill...he asked if i was into ICP i said i had their album and bumped it...he asked if had all their cds...i said theres more???? and he fell on the ground....litterally...he was drunk...and he told me that ICP had been around for years and they had mad cds out...so the next day i was invited to check em out as we chilled n played Goldeneye on NIN64. he started me off from the very begining and we listened to everything up to and including milenko...and it was like the first time i opened my eyes...i havent been the same since...i left school, moved to heber springs sat in the sun all summer and soaked up bein the WCM version of the Klaun. It was back to the good side...back to havin fun...back to bein happy...i found a world to belong to again...my world...the Juggalo world...and i found stregth in that. i found that i WAS strong enough too beat the world...but i jst didnt want to...i want to chill, be free, and live.So , although ICP has had a lot to do with me being the person i am...they didnt make me. Ive been me. i made me. they just made me happy.
Thought you knew huh? You know what happens when you assume right?
those close to me know i have recently come out of a hole i have been in for a long time...and that Klaun aint really playin around any more. On the way this spring is something im really proud of...no matter what happens...with my friends, my brothers...emerging MC's HiGh JiNxX and BGZ...three individuals with 3 different sounds, three diferent veiws, and three different goals have gotten together and as a group-the 870 Underground-put down a mixtape style cd which is going to suprise a lot of people and hopefully serve as a starting point for us to make a little noise in Pine Bluff and get this summer CRUNK!!!!!
Big City Shit Edition 1
A cd full of ripped beats, free beats from the internet on Soundclick.com , and a beat from HighJinxx or two...a collection of flows and songs we put together over the last summer n winter in between our busy work, family, psycho drama and rockstar schedules(ha ha ha). this cd is important to me cuz we always sat around and said we should...blah blah that would be cool...then one day we were like shiiiit...lets do it!!! we dont know what the fuck were doin...we dont know shit about recording really...the whole cd is done by us 3 in a spare bed room. ALL of the production is handled by HighJinxx...we dont even have monitors yet the whole cd was mixed on crappy head phones and old computer speakers...but yall we DID IT!!! I dont give a shit Im more hype than I was about the Spellkaster n HighJinxx CD If you dont know about that one....u aint been around long enough. ha ha ha...i cant set an exact date for its release...it uh honestly depends on when we can get the loot together to package it. and we gotta get a place to practice and a pa to practice on and with wich to do shows...and the sheer time to practice...we r cookin up a bad ass show and hope to put it down big this summer. BGZ being brad fromDrop Dead Syndicate
, hes hard to get together with sometimes...cuz shit that man is also in school and got a full time job...bgz works hard fo tha money for real. but he is our homie for real my fuckin FAMILY SUN!!!! Im so glad to be on a cd with these dudes finally. who knows yall may hate it... i dont care. im going to put it out...im going to bump it in my used ass Boneville i just bought and i am gonna have fun this summer bringin the shit to YOUR TOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!! Y all i just gat a house a car, got my debts paid...i got time to dedicate to the project i can almost work on it part time now...I used to be a total e-tard...on ecstacy every time you saw me...from 01 to the end of 03...i stayed FUUUUUUUUUUCKED up...and everyone around me did too... i made sure of it. it was fun i have many fond memories...and then again i dont remember a lot of shit....but i wouldnt trade any of that time. "Im mostly clean nowadays...still smoke green tryin to see better days."-BGZYou know when guys pass out arund each other and think its funny to teabag their sleeping friends...well fuk that shit....putting your nuts on a nother fellow is kinda gay and it causes a lot of anger and drama......so we use real teabags. not quite as DISGUSTING or likely to really piss someone off...but JUST AS FUNNY!!!!!!! BGZ on that Mescal... Merry Chrimmis yall... I'm an unsigned MC just wanting to live my life to the fullest and connect with as many people as will listen to my story. Life is about people. What happened yesterday is irrelevant...what happens tommorow isnt promised so dont worry about it till TOMMORROW!!!