Tuesday, July 28, 2009
One day Sal Bando went to Artscape.
They saw lots of flags
and decorations in the sky.
They saw human foosball
and crowds of people.
Hannah Brancatto was there too.
Then they played a sweet show.
Dave Sal Bando* had a really good time!
*I just learned that he's AKA "Baby Puppy."
Cris Sal Bando jammed, but he was a little worried about John's tiny head taking a bite out of his shoulder.
John- they are calling you home. Beam him up!
The crowd was captivated. (Bonus points if you can find Brian Dubin!)
p.s. I didn't have wireless at my hotel in Canada, thus no fitzbomb last week. I got some good shots of historic stuff and of the contest that my 6 year old niece and I had to see who could put her whole fist in her mouth.
see you soon!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Here we come...
walkin' down the street
This is the gang that I joined on Friday after the Cold Cold Heartbreakers show. We're tough. Initiation was pretty brutal.
Aside from all the gang-related activities that I have this week (mani/pedi, hair braiding, etc.,) I'll be workin' like a mammer jammer to save up the bills for my vacay next week. After a quick pitstop @ ArtScape to see them Sal Bandos, I'll be hoppin' a plane to Canada for a week. Gonna be pretty sweet, eh.
See you soon,
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I have a way gay-er photo of you and I will post it when I get my scanner hooked up.
I'm going to be at Rocket later on tonight taking pics, so if you want to be in the Fitzbomb revival, come on out.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
As many of you may or may not know, I somehow managed to live in the same apartment for ten years. On Sunday I left the keys to the old place on the mantle and took one final look around the spot where I lived through my 20's. Sitting above the kitchen sink were the gold fronts that I found one early Sunday morning on the corner of Greenmount and 32nd.
I had always planned on turning them into one sweet, sweet necklace.
Feeling that this object somehow defined the era of my time in that apartment, I left it there, sort of a "to my homie," the apartment.
I'm moving onward and upward, but that place sure saw some times.
Peace and see ya later,
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Since I'd never actually made it on the beach in the 3 other times that I'd been to OC, we decided to start our weekend sandy.
After the boys recovered from their cheerleader-style man-pyramid Matt poured out some High Life to his girl Farrah Fawcett. This has been a hard week for him...
While Shelley and I laid on the beach there was more bro-ing down including bodysurfing and
This all made us really hungry! We went to Bellybusters and Geoff smoked a crab. Sweet.
Don't be crabby!
After some sweet time spent springbreaking at Seacrets we went to Peppers for the show. By this time I'd had some margaritas. Somehow (?) I didn't photograph any of the bands until the end. Thinking I was taking a pic of Shelley and I, the camera actually might have been facing the wrong way and I got a band shot.
Then I remembered and got a shot of Matt and Fauver.
Lots of buddies came to the show including this blast from the past,
Darron Holck and Amy Lettis
C-cow got ocean pacific after rocking out.
Shelket and I remenisced.
Matt and Meredith (p.s. I still can't believe that Gabbs went all 1995 and got those facial piercings!)
What a great time. See y'all next year,
Monday, July 6, 2009
Ocean City 4th of July weekend was pretty sweet. I almost have enough freckles to make it look like I have a tan. Last count: 2,497,341. Speaking of numbers, I also found out this weekend that Fauver is 473 months old. Huh, go figure.
(L-R) Top: Matt Smith, Matt Gabbs, Bottom: Rodney Henry, Chuck Cole, and Eric Fauver
This pretty much sums up how much fun we had.
And so does this... although, oddly enough, I think there was some tickling going on here as well.
I have lots more photos from the trip. Come back tomorrow and check 'em.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
l-r C-Lite, JC and E Fitz
It sure has been a while... I know that you probably won't believe me, but I'm bringing back Fitzbomb.
"Yeah, yeah," you say.
Yeah, I know. I sure did flake for a while, but the summer time brings so many good photo opps (tans and short shorts abound) AND I finally have an internet connection. I'm like a real live grown up. I now have an office and live in a big girl house.
An office shot, the "buddha room"
Yep, after 10 years in the old place, I've finally moved on. It's the end of an era. The things that went down in that place...
Buddha room and new living room
Anyway, I figure that I should start things back up with a bang. What better way can I do that than to take a 4th of July trip to Ocean City with half of Baltimore's band members and party characters, and photograph the whole occasion for you? It sounds like trouble, but I have to win you back some how.
So, here's to Fitzbomb in the summer. See you with some hot shots after a brief recovery from the weekend. Let's say... Tuesday.