Byline: Wyclef Jean
On a very, very baaaad goat.
In 1994, when I was a member of the Fugees, I was obsessed with the idea that everyone would remember us if we had a mascot. One day I was in a studio called the Booga Basement, and that dog Spuds MacKenzie came on during a Budweiser commercial, and I was like, man, if a dog can be famous, then I definitely can make a goat famous!
The next day we had a show and were promoting the single "Boof Baf." So I went to a livestock place in Newark, N.J., and bought this rare Mexican goat. They were about to chop the goat up and I was like, "No no no, man! You can't, this goat is going to be part of our show." Of course, I didn't know that I was breaking the law by transporting the goat from Newark to our place in East Orange. My bandmates thought I was out of my mind. But I was the leader, and you can't really tell the leader when he's going cuckoo.
So we arrived to perform at the after-party for the band Jodeci, and after arguing with the promoters we finally get the goat in. This is when things turned ugly. Pras and Lauryn Hill went on, and all of a sudden, the goat that had been so calm freaks out. But I had a good handle on him, so I brought him on wearing this green T-shirt that says "Boof Baf." Keep in mind that we were in a club. The lights were dim and the only thing the women in the front row could see is a white unicorn with red eyes and big horns running around.
I start rocking with the group and of course the goat gets a little terrified by the loud music. And when goats get nervous, they start to s--t. All these fancy women waiting for Jodeci start freaking out. It's not a good feeling to see fly girls holding their noses and telling us to get off the stage. Afterward, the …