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Fischerspooner in Seattle
Gawker · 04/27/03 01:59PMGAWKER EXCLUSIVE: The Fischerspooner report
Gawker · 04/14/03 06:56AMFischerspooner
Gawker · 04/12/03 01:51PM
The NYT's Carl Swanson attended the Fischerspooner concert Wednesday night at the Hammerstein Ballroom. (So did I, but you won't get my report until Monday.) If you haven't heard of them, Fischerspooner began as a quasi-art project by two Chicago Art Institute grads and developed a cult following performing at clubs in Williamsburg and art galleriesi.e., Deitch Projects in SoHo. If you have heard of them, you're probably rolling your eyes, and moaning, "Oh my god, Fischerspooner is, like, sooooo three years ago. My friend is, like, friends with Casey Spooner, and like..." Yeah, yeah, yeah. We'll talk about it on Monday. It should be noted that their first performance was at the Astor Place Starbucks. Front man Casey Spooner lipsynched a song about being hit on by an Indian cab driver while Warren Fischer (the composer) pressed play on the boom box. Spooner on that performance: " It felt great to do [a show in] Starbucks. It totally disturbed an environment that has become such a natural part of our day. It was great to disturb that homogeneousness. Imagine it: you come in to grab a coffee and there's a guy in a monkey suit doing a striptease to electro music surrounded by backing singers wearing red vinyl panties. In a Star-fucking-bucks."
Come on, pretend it's a really big concert [NYT]
Musician personal ads
Gawker · 04/03/03 11:53AMSpin Magazine recently featured an article wherein musicians were asked to place personal ads:
· Casey Spooner (from Fisherspooner)
· David Cross
· Stephen Malkmus
· Kyle Gass (Tenacious D)
· Torry Castellano (The Donnas)
· Stacy Jones (American Hi-Fi)
· Ruyter Suys (Nashville Pussy)
· Morgan Lander (Kittie)
· Carlos D. (Interpol)
· Bert McCracken (The Used)
(ToT via TMN)
Gawker Exclusive: Fischerspooner Album Release Party
Gawker · 02/27/03 07:33AMIt was midnight-ish at the Tribeca Grand on Tuesday night and varied and sundry Billyburg hipsters were lined up at the coat check to avail themselves of their artfully torn fur coats and intentionally satin jackets. The twenty-something girl in front of me had a magazine picture of Justin Timberlake safety-pinned to her black t-shirt. It was, like, ironic.