i keep a diary

May 14, 2002

Fucked Company Book-Release Party

My friend Philip runs a website called FuckedCompany. Anyway, somehow this cracker managed to finagle his pimp-ass-self a motherfucking book deal. After throwing a bunch of promotional parties around the country, he finally brought the party to NYC.

The Cutting Room (Flatiron, NYC).
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grant
So before the party got going, we were all sitting around being stupid and Grant decided to strike a sexy face. Which, in the spirit of the Matt Weiner Face Contest, spawned a "Sexy Face Contest."
blue steel ˆ grant
nina
Nina.
nina
josh
Josh.
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vin
Vin clearly takes away the trophy for this striking rendition of "Blue Steel."
best ˆ blue steel ˆ vin
amanda, me
Me and Amanda were trying to do our sexy faces here but everbody else cheated by repeatedly trying to make us laugh.
amanda ˆ me
pud
So after people have had a few drinks, Philip goes up on stage and talks a little bit about his book and has a Q&A session with the audience. Then after that, SPEL, the band that Philip plays drums in, took the stage to play a 45+ minute set of instrumental metal!!! The only thing more awesome than SPEL's music is...
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...the two long-haired, metal-gods that front the band. Check these two dudes out - they are no joke.
band ˆ guitar ˆ spel
Why yes, it is real sateen. Why do you ask?
band ˆ best ˆ metal ˆ pirate ˆ spel
Okay, see the kid in the wife beater and silky track suit pants? So he was totally rocking out to the show and Amanda nudged us and was like "Yo, that kid's totally popping a metal boner." We looked over at him, nodded in agreement, and then turned our attention back to the show.

That's when Amanda nudged us again, this time directing our gaze with a finger pointed at his crotch and said "No, look...he's really got a boner!" We had assumed Amanda was talking about a "figurative metal boner" (which we all had) but this was a "literal, honest-to-goodness, metal-boner." So let that be a warning to you, if you plan on seeing the metal-wizardry that is SPEL, make sure to wear loose-fitting clothes from the waist down.
band ˆ boner ˆ guitar ˆ metal ˆ spel
Case in point, here's one last pic. C'mon, admit it. You're hard right now, aren't you?
band ˆ guitar ˆ metal ˆ spel
amanda, josh, me, vin
Post-coital Metal-bliss.
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So after SPEL was done, Vin, Josh and myself headed downtown to go to our friend Jen's friend's birthday. Here's the lovely Mercedes..."Surprise! You don't know us!
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josh, vin
Mercedes, Josh, Vin and Jen.
strangers ˆ josh ˆ vin
Around 1am-ish, everybody cut out of Mercedes party (what do these suckas all have jobs or sumptin?) and I headed solo down to the Tribeca Grand for some weird-ass record release party. Yay.
crowd ˆ dj ˆ tribeca grand