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So as some of you may remember, back
in October of 2004 I traveled from
San Francisco to NYC to see FiASCO's first show (the super-band
made up of
Grant
Stoddard,
Dave
Fateman
(who
you
all probably
better
know
as "The Fatty"), Amanda Berkowitz and Frank Picarazzi) but
the venue got shut down less than 24 hours before the show
and they didn't end up playing. Fast forward six weeks and
I'm back living in NYC and was therefore on hand to witness FiASCO's
legendary first performance.
You can listen to a few of Fiasco's songs on their
MySpace profile (make sure to add
them as your friend). If you like what you hear, come
to
their next show: Wednesday, January 11, 2006 10pm
at Rare in NYC (416
West 14 Street (between 9th Ave & Washington Street).
Meredith and I arrived at The Delancey a little early so
we could have a few drinks and catch up with some peeps (Like
David "Capt. Creepy" Kreitman, see here peeking into the
picture to recreate one of his most
creepy photo moments from my going
away party last summer).
Kristie Damell, Bev Chase and Matt Schneider (they got
married!)
Siege, who's my favorite photographer in the world, was on
hand to give my camera sultry, squinty looks.
Speaking
of photographers I love, Ellen
Stagg (and her huge boobs) were all there as well.
Grant chatting with Brian C. and the Mark Bibbins (The Notorious
B.I.B.)
Emily squats down to closer inspect Grant's "rock socks."
Grant and company decided to get "glammed" up for the first
show. By the second show, they'd decided to call it quits
with the make up. Mostly because I think Grant realized that
when he's made up he looks like a tranny-version of his super-hot
(Lindsay Lohan lookalike) sister, Gemma.
Grant + Gemma = Comedy Gold!
Here's what Grant thinks of me. Hahah.
Fatty on the otherhand, should wear eyeliner every day!
Same goes for Frank! (Don't worry Grant, all it takes is
a little bit of mascara to make me look like a scary tranny-version
of my mom).
Meredith surveys the now-abuzz crowd as FiASCO prepares to
take the stage.
Crowd Shot.
Fiasco hit the stage like a bizzomb.
Check out the Fatty pulling out the disco smile for Siege's
camera! Cha-ching!
Another rock shot.
Rock shot (this time with a flash!)
Ok, one more for good measure...and now I'll cut to the crowd's
reaction...
Bam! Nina and Meredith react to having their loins rocked.
DKNY gives the Grizz a hug.
Amy and Leigh.
Me and Vin. (Boy! Everyone's got a website these days!)
Frank and Andy Fateman (The Fatty's little brother!)
Andy does his version of the expression that Fatty pulls
in almost every picture taken of him (Andy loves to tell
the story about how Dave ruined his wedding photo album by
making this face in every picture taken of him...even in
the group pics. Hahahaha).
Meredith and Emily.
Amanda breaking down her gear.
Yes, I know that despite being in the band this is the first
picture you're seeing of her! She was all the way on the
other side of the stage and it was so crowded during the
show I didn't get to go to the other side where I could get
any good pics of her!
Fatty pulls his famous "Don't I look just like JFK Jr?" face.
Scott Treude
of Fireworks Go Up!
Sascha (the guy producing Fiasco's demo) and a ladyfriend.
I think these two are friends of Sascha's (I only took this
pic because Grant and I both had a crush on the hot Welsh
girl in the middle).
Oh my!
Emily, Amy K. and Meredith white-clad disco2000 ass.
If you ever see me fixing you with my smoldering sex-stare,
it probably means that you're about to get...
...an unsolicited nipple in your face. (Check out Amy K.
diving out of the way to avoid my nipple. Hahaha.)
Only because her nipples wanted all the attention.
Having my big camera with me usually means one thing: Portrait
time! Here's Emily's serious "fuck you I'm from Jersey" look.
Amy. Hahaha.
Amanda and Meredith.
Fatty always has girlfriends
that last about 4-6 weeks each. If we get to meet them at
all, it's usually just in passing and only serves so that
we can think up a nickname for them that we can later use
to distinguish them from the others when he inevitably breaks
up and wants to talk about them. Here he is with a girl that
we dubbed either "Sparkleboots" or "Gee-Ritty" (I'm not even
sure which one!).
Any hot ladies
out there
in the
NYC
area that think they can tame the hunk-a-hunk of burning
Fatty, email
me and I'll hook it up, yo.
After the show, we headed up Ave B to Lucy's for some drinks.
Te-kill-ya.
Check out Lucy, the lady the place is named for laughing
at clapping at Grant's post-tequilla grimace.
She reminds me of my grandma - except drunk!
Aerial view of Emily drinking her beer.
Gee-Ritty or Sparkleboots, some dude, Fatty and Scott.
After getting half-krunked, we strolled down the street for
some late night greasy eats at Odessa.
Where we made Amy laugh so hard she cried! (Either that,
or we insulted her until she cried. The truth is, I don't
remember, but I'm hoping for the former!)
No, you're
the man now, dawg!
(I think Meredith had the winning comment for
this photo when she said "Who looks like a moring-after tranny hooker
in this photo? Nope, sorry Grant. That's not the correct answer." Hahaha.)
(added
on 12.28.2005)
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