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Towards the end of October, I flew from San Francisco to NYC to visit
everyone, but more importantly, witness Grant, Fatty, Frank
and Amanda's new band, Fiasco,
play their very first show on Saturday night (too bad that
Rothko, the venue they were supposed to play the gig at got
shut down due to fire-code violations the night before
the show! Doh!)
Friday,
October 22nd
The overnight red-eye from San Francisco to JFK found me
on Orchard Street just shy of 6am. Oof.
Rather than bother with trying to wake Meredith up (her apartment
doesn't have a buzzer and baby-girl sleeps like a tank) she
devised a sneaky "I'll hide my key" plan.
A-ha! The old, tape the key in the Chinee Menu trick!
After a good day's sleep and catching up with M-deth (ha!), she
and I went out to Brooklyn to say hi to...
Sarah and Karen
who were DJing at Red and Black.
The Fatty chatting up a double-fisting Karen.
Fatty and Meredith work on their impressions of my hair.
"No Meredith, this is what it looks like when
doves cry."
Only Fatty can look lost in a bar.
A little after 2am, we came back into Manhattan and I was
reunited with this guy! Hahahaha.
Meredith, Grant, Amanda,
Sarah and Devin (who we all met through this site! Devin
did all the design-work for the first incarnation of the
Fiasco site and as a thank you, the band flew he and his
wife up to NYC to see the first show!)
We took them to some divey bar in the East Village where
Grant and I immediately went into "dancing bear" mode
struggling to convince Devin that we're as funny in person
as we are on this site.
Guh-reat Success!
Amanda and Grant.
Then, with a stroke of luck, we were all blessed enough to
witness a truly rare NYC treat. A purple sateen As
Four "circle bag"!
Oh my God! We love As Four!
Saturday,
October 23rd
On Saturday morning we headed over to St. Marks Place for
some Thai brunch at Why Curry? (right across the street from
Fatty's house!).
Where we all got to meet Sarah's new friend Josh for the
very first time.
Check out the hairdo of the dude on the left. Ha!
Creepy Michael Jackson pumpkin at Chelsea Market.
With Fiasco's very first gig cancelled because of Rothko
temporarily getting shut down, we decided to eat a ton of
pizza at Lombardi's and then dance our sadness away over
at Misshapes. Meredith stopped at her corner bodega on the
way over to Lombardi's to get our brown-bagged Sparks on.
Sarah and Devin get ready to enjoy their first real pizza.
Fatty and Meredith pose with 2/3 of Le Tigre. This photo
is only funny because the girl on the left is Johanna Fateman
- who is David Fateman's (aka - The Fatty) cousin. And JD,
the girl on the right (yes, the one with the moustache) is
Meredith's
high school sweet heart. Hahahah.
After pizza we headed over to Cherry Tavern and met up with
Vinay...
...and even long-time-no-see Crazy Amber!
Then I got a call from Nissa, who I'd recently met out in
San Francisco! She was in NYC on business with her friend
Emily-Betty and wanted to meet up!
3/4 of Fiasco lament their cancelled first-show. After a
few Cherry Tavern specials to numb the pain, we all headed
over to...
...Misshapes.
Where I was re-united with lil' Leigh (aka - The Tinny) who
I hadn't see for almost
14 days. Hahaha.
Leigh shows off how to stop a run in your stockings while
looking like a bloody-kneed goth at the same time.
And we celebrated Geordan's birthday!
Happy Birthday!
Hey, if the birthday boy wants to lick your face there's
not really much you can do about it other than smile.
Meredith and Nina.
Smellsgood Gina (looking all goth in this photo).
Sarah and Meredith getting their Star O' David on.
And, uh, their scissor-kick on too. (Sarah looks less happy about this one).
Leigh, Sarah and Charlene.
Josh and Sarah.
Smellsgood, Michael, Sarah and Karen.
Camoflauge Tinny.
I was trying to snag a shot of Emily-Betty giving her brand-new
underaged friend a lil' luggage rubbing through his jeans
but I mis-fired and only managed to get a hint of what was
going on in the frame. By the time my flash re-charged, she
was privy to what I was doing and stopped her naughty behavior.
Scandalous!
Hairtwins Susan and Leigh.
Louise is shocked by more scandalous behavior.
I made clever use of the backwall mirror to capture the dancefloor
check-me-out I gave Meredith. Hahaha.
Mer and me.
Emily-Betty and Nissa got totally crunked and out of control.
Not wanting to be outdone by Emily-Betty almost making some
teenage boy
jizz
his jeans
on the couch, Nissa decided it was time to show off the...
...the terror-tastic lower-boob hickey she'd received the
night before. Sweet Maria!
Tinny's face pretty much says it all.
Sunday,
October 24th
The band had planned on having a huge post-show brunch party
on Sunday at APT to celelbrate their first gig, but when
the gig got cancelled with less than 24 hours notice, no
one was sure what to do about the brunch. In the end, the
band decided to press-on and have it. Here's Grant, Chris
the Greek and Frank!
Sarah and Devin.
Amy K. (in a "I just got back from a Bat Mitzvah" dress!)
Meredith and Grant.
Me and Tha Grizza.
Candy and Grant.
Ellen and Meredith.
Sarah and Josh.
Lori, The Notorious B.I.B. and Grant (making an awesome face).
Later on Sunday night I met up with Tins and Lauren (one
of "The Twins") so that Leigh could give me...
...a bunch of prints she made from the photos she took when
she was out visiting me in San Francisco.
Who's got autographed Tinny originals?
A smooch goodbye...
...and I left a very pouty nun standing on the street.
Who gave me back the stolen homeless man's stuffed squirrel
that I'd hidden in her bags last time she was in town. Hahaha.
Afterwards, I went back to Meredith's to say goodbye and
tried to pretend I wasn't super-sad about having to go back
to San Francisco all by my lonesome.
Five hours later I got landed in SF and went straight from
the airport to meet Alysha and Brian at the Interpol show
at the Warfield. (Nothing like feeling sad about New York
and going to see a band from New York sing sad songs about New
York).
When I got home, Chandler the Dog was there to console me.
I let him play with the stolen homeless man's stuffed squirrel...
...and laughed myself silly when he chewed its head off.
Hahaha.
(added
on 09.06.2005)
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