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tagged together in 45 photos in 2004

fatty + grant

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!band10
!fireworks go up7
me6
!best5
amanda4
!fiasco3
frank3
!get a load of this guy3
!jump3
!metal3
!misshapes3
!105 bowery2
amber2
colin2
liz2
!moving2
!point2
!4th of july1
!L for loser1
!bachelor party1

fatty + grant — Another rock shot.

fatty + grant — Fiasco hit the stage like a bizzomb.

fatty + grant — Next up was Grant and his bowling ball titties. (Bonus points for Fatty's "smells like shit" face in the background).

fatty + grant — Saturday night we all met up at Emily's fancy new apartment to go bowling. Grant called to tell us he was on his way and Fatty announced that he was going to hide in the bathroom and jump out when Grant came in the door (Hey, remember Scaring Grant?) So Grant walked in the door and Fatty jumped out screaming (holding a roll of toilet paper and wearing a towel on his head, no less) but Grant hardly flinched this time. Bah. Anyway, on to bowling!

fatty + grant — 3/4 of Fiasco lament their cancelled first-show. After a few Cherry Tavern specials to numb the pain, we all headed over to...

fatty + grant — Seriously, who loves posing with drunk strangers more than us? (Ps - Check out Grant's "modern dance" legs. It's a nice touch, don't you think?)

fatty + grant — Where we met up with Amanda (seen here in a super-rare sans-glasses photo!) and Grant.

fatty + grant — In the AM I met up with Grant and the Fatty for one final Dim Sum brunch down in Chinatown. (Where after years of eating there with us, Fatty finally spoke up and told us "Hey, you know what? I don't even really like dim sum.")

fatty + grant — On Thursday night (T-minus three days!) my roommate Victoria cooked a nice dinner and invited some of my friends over for a low-key dinner party. Here's The Fatty, Tinnz, Charlene and Grant (Sarah was there later on!)

fatty + grant — Fatty and Grant for brunch at Clinton Street bakery. (Where Grant modeled his new German-soldier-from-the-future hairdo. Ubertastic!

fatty + grant — Just in case there was any doubt about who planned this party (*cough* Frank's Mom *cough*), all the guests received silver lasagna serving spatulas. So awesome. Congrats Frank and Liz! Now get to work on some grandchildren already, will ya?

fatty + grant — Grant getting ready to steal a napkin.

fatty + grant — Grant started to say something and his lip stuck to his teeth. Hahahah.

fatty + grant — Three bozos. Grant, Fatty and me arriving at the reception in CT. (Note the accidental irony in Fatty doing the "L is for Loser" handsign backwards. Hahah).

fatty + grant — Grant, Cat and Fatty (looking like a cola ad from the 80s).

fatty + grant — Grant, Fatty and Amanda...this might be the first unofficial photo of FiASCO.

fatty + grant — Grant, Amanda, Fatty (peeking over) and Joanna. (PS - Is it me or are Grant and Joanna making the same exact face in this pic?)

fatty + grant — 4am found us back in the East Village at Odessa's for some late night grub.

fatty + grant — Just to be safe, we made sure Grant was suited up. Hahaha.

fatty + grant — Grant, the Fatty and me. We made it up to Sarah's rooftop just in time to catch the start of...

fatty + grant — Oh, so I forgot to mention. On the walk over to Sarah's, I ran into my friend Emily on the street who pointed out David Lee Roth's new two-storey apartment to me. I won't give away his exact address, but suffice it to say, one of the floors has a prominent balcony that overlooks a heavily foot-trafficked area of the Lower East Side). Anyway, she told me that according to rumor, DLR was having a huge Fourth of July party on his balcony. When I relayed this info to Grant and the Fatty, we all decided that we had no choice: we had to round up a group and attempt to crash it.

fatty + grant — The show was really good, but Grant got in trouble for jumping around on stage too much (seriously) and so this was unfortunately his last show as rhythm guitarist in the band.

fatty + grant — Higher!

fatty + grant — More of Grant's aerial shennanigans! Pretty high, right?

fatty + grant — The Fireworks Go Up record is really, really good, but I've got to be honest with you. I was only there to see one thing:

fatty + grant — If you're looking to capture the jump-shots, you gotta shoot with an itchy shutterfinger. I saw movement and snapped figuring Grant was getting ready to launch into another big kick and instead managed to capture this totally awkward (sideway?) leg kick. Hahaha.

fatty + grant — ...the craziest, highest rock n' roll jump kick I've ever seen in my life. If only DLR (who lives less than a block away, incidentally) could've been there to see it - he would've wept with joy knowing his heir apparent lives. (This is so wallpaper worth - click here for the hi-res version).

fatty + grant — Hahaha. The fact that Fatty and Grant are making eye contact make this "Back to the Future" moment even funnier.

fatty + grant — Later that night we went to Fatty's apartment on St. Marks and had ourselves a little back-patio barbeque.

fatty + grant — I tricked Grant into posing with the bag of marshmallows while Fatty snuck up behind and executed a flawless (and hairless!) braining. Hahahah.

fatty + grant — By the time we'd arrived, the boys that had come over across the lake in Tim's boat were quite a few drinks ahead of us.

fatty + grant — Fatty half-heartedly rocked out in the backseat...

fatty + grant — Fatty and I were tired so we stopped at a bodega for some weird, bullet shaped energy drinks. There were only two can left...

fatty + grant — On Friday, I went to see Grant and Fatty in (the now defunct band) Fireworks Go Up play a show at Don Hill's. If you squint, you'll notice two parenthetical blurs in the middle of the stage - those were created by Grant's feet during a double-legged DLR kick that I managed to just barely capture.

fatty + grant — After we were done watching Fatty writhe suggestively in a manner that recalled Tawny Kittain in a Whitesnake video, the three us of walked down to Mandarin Court for a Chinee dim sum breakfast celebration.

fatty + grant — On Friday, a whole bunch of us headed over to Arlene's Grocery to see Grant join Fatty in playing with Fireworks Go Up for the first time. (After only five or six appearances as their rhythm guitarist, Grant left due to "creative differences.") Boo.

fatty + grant — This was too fucking funny: Jen Choi and Amber were arguing over who should get to drink an errant shot of whiskey (that was likley there because we're all girly men who were too pussy to drink it). Jen Choi was like "How about we each drink half?" Amber was like "Sounds good. Here, I'll drink the first half." Then after pausing for a moment, she yelled "SUCKER!" and shot the shot. I managed to catch Jen's face right when she started to realize she'd been had. That just goes to prove the old adage: Never trust a heavily tattooed girl in a hot-pink lycra shirt to share her whiskey.

fatty + grant — Then, somehow, we all ended up getting really, really drunk.

fatty + grant — Then Amber joined us.

fatty + grant — Hahaha.

fatty + grant — Thursday night we all met up at B-Side. Here's Fatty, Grant and Vin.

fatty + grant — Despite the fancy dress shirts we wore because of Pepper insistence that they would help us "fit in better," we soooo didn't fit in. (Best photo ever).

fatty + grant — After a long day of moving, we all headed back to my apartment on the Bowery where Frank and Liz thanked us with pies from Lombardi's! Mmmmmmmmmm! Best pizza in the world. Then after dinner...

fatty + grant — After we finished unloading the entire contents of the truck into the new apartment, the guys took a break and watched me...

fatty + grant — "Yes, three beers. Oh, and the lady will have a glass of Merlot." Bwahaha.

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