Schmeev loves Boondox. He talks about it all the time. He always says "Mike, I've had it with ICP. I don't care about Twiztid. I don't have any Dead Homies. I really wanna hear about the coolest scarecrow since Jonathan Crane". Yup, we're breaking kayfabe here. All that stuff you hear in Juggalo Judgment episodes is for show. He's just that convincing. Dude should be an actor.

Anyways, Boondox teamed up with Mike E. Clark to produce his 2010 record and it's definitely southern and spooky. It also may have one of the worst Juggalo "love" songs we've come across yet. Grab your harmonica and banjos, we're about to go... South Of Hell.

Back to the hell where you've come from. The untimely passing of Bon Scott in 1980 seems like it would have put AC/DC back on the shelf for a while, and certainly some parents wished that was the case. Just a year later, they would release one of the best selling albums of all time, firmly cementing their place as rock legends while paying tribute to the memory of their former front man. Now led by Brian Johnson, a man who somehow sounded just like the iconic voice they just lost, they were set to carry on to this very day, playing the one song they know. Join us on our journey through another all-time classic, Back In Black.

You're only young, but you're gonna die. The last thing anyone wants to hear from their doctor, and the first we hear on this album. Back in my high school days, I was a hard sell on the pop punk, emo, etc. scene. As I got older, I became less of a classic rock snob and opened my mind to a lot of the music I unfairly pushed aside, and on finally giving My Chemical Romance a fair shake, I found a bounty of fantastic rock music. A different flavor from what I grew up with, but with that same feel and attitude. So today we take a journey through the band's foray into a far more theatrical performance, but still with that solid foundation of whatever the genre-knowers wanna call it, in The Black Parade.

Changes aren't permanent, but change is. I was certainly experiencing a lot of changes in my life through my late teens and early twenties, from new experiences to new beliefs to new tastes in music. In those years a band showed up on my radar with such a unique sound, blending prog rock with pop punk and topping it with a sci-fi story about...something, I dunno. I think it's like Final Fantasy but the guys that wanna kill God are the bad guys in this one. Regardless of the incoherence, it blew me away and became one of my new favorite things. Later on, after seeing them live, I realized I had been missing out on an entire half of their catalogue, despite owning it, and went back to listen with fresh ears, and finally it all clicked and I was in, front to back. The band's second outing in particular stuck with me, and also with a good homie of mine who i would not meet for another 10+ years. Now we join forces to take on Coheed & Cambria's In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3.

When I was...a young boy...my father...influenced a lot of the music I listened to. I grew up on Kiss, AC/DC, Blue Oyster Cult, Pink Floyd, Kansas, the classic rock/prog rock spectrum. Sitting atop the pinnacle of mount prog was Rush, a Canadian power trio who pushed the limits of 70's rock radio and how long a song could be while still getting radio play. With one of the greatest rock drummers on the face of the planet, one of the greatest rock bassists on the face of the planet, and a guitarist who deserves way more recognition but is overshadowed by the rarity of the other two outstanding members, they carved a path to being not just a Canadian cultural staple, but a worldwide name. Join these two intrepid dorks on their journey through one of their shared favorite albums full of sick riffs, wicked drum fills, and that classic Neil Peart storytelling we talk about all the time on this show with 1981's Moving Pictures.

Big thanks and big love to Jeremy for joining, always love to have the homie on the show. Check out Grit City Punk, Underground Table, and Grey Note Records!

Tis the season of... fuck it, I can't paint a picture of a winter wonderland in March. While Halloween might be the go-to holiday for many Juggalos, Psychopathic Records have had their fair share of jingles celebrating that special time of year where everyone is spending far too much money to show they love each other and depression is at an all-time high. In December of 2009, Twiztid decided to bestow a gift to the Juggalos in the form of a new compilation filled with holiday cheer. Whether you were one of the lucky 100 who got a limited copy at Big Ballas or perused Twiztid's website for a free high-quality download, they hooked you up, and now we're finally talking about it. And to join us, who better than Mr. Twiztid History himself, Daddy DIFTUG, Robbie! He sits down as we... wait a minute... *checks notes*... my apologies, due to Robbie being kidnapped by S.O.N. at the time of recording, we found the 5th best option, Blade. Oh well. Get the hot cocoa, wrap some presents, and try not to think of how bad the economy is as we dive into... Cryptic Collection Holiday Edition.

Bang! Pow! Boom! was a proverbial explosion to the Juggalo world. Returning to the Dark Carnival was just what the Wicked Clowns needed give the Juggalos what they wanted, and they did so in a big way. But dropping an album wasn't enough. They had to tour and... drop an expanded edition of their album? Well why not? Supersize the record with bonus tracks and a DVD with more freshness than you can juggle and appease the Juggalos. Last episode, we covered the main album. Now, we cover the exclusive intros, the hidden bonuses, and the new flavor in Bang! Pow! Boom! Nuclear Edition.

The Joker Cards came and went. The world ended. At least, that's what people thought would happen. There was a Calm, then a mighty Tempest rolled through the land, and we waited through the Eye Of The Storm. Juggalos, Juggalettes, and those who don't identify as such waited for something, anything. Then, Shining in the distance, came a rumbling. The faint sounds of the calliope, slowly growing louder and louder, signaling the return of the Wicked Clowns. But the Carnival has no room for new guests. It's time to hit a hard reset. Mike and Schmeev will be your guides as the explosive new beginning arrives, and the 2nd deck starts to be dealt. This... is Bang... Pow... Boom!

Thank you for sticking with Juggalo Judgment for 100(ish) episodes, and here's to 100 more. This is part 1 of Bang! Pow! Boom!; stay tuned for next episode where we cover the content from the Nuclear Edition and the unique tracks.

You like DJ Clay? That's cool, I guess. Well Psychopathic decided he needed to make another mixtape in 2009. I don't got a lot of preamble on this one, so here's the questions I give you at the end: did Clay butcher a great 2Pac song for Blaze? Did the contest winner do anything else after the song he did here? Did Razor Ray make a solid song without the rest of Motown Rage? Find out today on episode 10X where DJ Clay continues to... Let 'Em Bleed (Vol. 4).

Mike E. Clark is a motherfucking legend, and if anyone tells you different, you're legally obligated to kick them in the shins. The man is essentially the 3rd member of ICP and is responsible for some of the most iconic tracks in their career. During his time away from the label, he picked up some new tricks to add to his repertoire and brought them back to The Hatchet. His first order of business? No, not work on The Shining, shut up. Release a remix and mash-up album! The mad genius reworks some old classics along with some newer gems for the Juggalos to jame to. Does Mike finally convince Schmeev that there's a good remix? Does Schmeev find something good to say about Boondox? Do we really not need Prozak to be here? Find out today as we bust out the blender for... Psychopathic Murder Mix, Vol. 1.