Ever wondered how Shaboozey came up with his stage name? Well, buckle up, because it’s a story that involves a football coach, a mispronunciation, and a twist of fate that turned Collins Obinna Chibueze into the Shaboozey!
So, let’s take a trip back to the glory days of high school in Virginia. Picture it: young Collins, a starry-eyed student, fresh off the bus, probably thinking about his homework or what’s for lunch. Enter Coach “I-Can’t-Pronounce-Names-To-Save-My-Life.” During roll call one day, Coach took one look at “Chibueze” on the attendance sheet, and his brain did a cartwheel. Instead of the elegant “Chee-boo-EZ-ay,” what came out was more like “Sha-BOO-zee.”
And thus, a legend was born. Collins wasn’t just Collins anymore—he was Shaboozey, the kid whose name sounded like a funky jazz move or a new dance craze. The rest is history.
But don’t let the smooth name fool you—Shaboozey was no ordinary high schooler. He wasn’t just out there crushing it on the football field; no, this man had musical aspirations! And while most of us would probably assume with a name like Shaboozey, he’d be dropping hip-hop bars left and right, the dude threw us all for a loop. He became… a country singer. Yep, you heard that right. No trap beats, no flashy gold chains. Shaboozey wanted to serenade you with banjos and pickup trucks. Plot twist!
In an interview with Billboard, Shaboozey explained the shift. “Rap always looked super glamorous on TV, you know? But let’s be real, my life was more sweatpants than Versace. And no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t write songs about, like, popping bottles and flying private jets when my reality was closer to, ‘Do I have enough gas to make it to Taco Bell?’”
So Shaboozey embraced the simplicity of country music, where the biggest flex isn’t a diamond-encrusted watch but a “working truck.” A truck! That runs! And let’s not forget the romance of taking your girl out for a ride to watch the sunset—because honestly, who needs a yacht when you’ve got a cliff and some scenic vibes?
That, my friends, is the magic of Shaboozey: from mispronounced last names to country music dreams, this man is living proof that sometimes life takes you on a detour… and sometimes that detour involves a cowboy hat. Yee-haw!
