Fannypack
Location: Brooklyn, NY
Website: http://www.myspace.com/fannypackmuzik101
Bio:
Fannypack, the group who brought you highbrowed and poignant political anthems such as “System Boomin” and “Cameltoe” are back with a whole new batch of ... (more)
certified official A$$ shaking catch wreck rhetoric. A quintessential “Only In New York” ensemble of personalities, the five members of Fannypack represent the extremely diverse mix of royal flyness and flavors that can only be found and that could only come together in the cool cauldron of the big apples bustling boroughs. Fannypack is the brainchild of downtown bon vivant slash disc jockey Matt Goias and the mustachioed and mono-monikered “Fancy.” Matt Goias began DJing in New York City nightclubs at the age of 15 and went on to found “Indie5000,” the legendary weekly event New York Magazine named “the best hip-hop party in New York” in 2000. There Goias played host to guest musical acts such as Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Kid Capri, DJ Premiere, Kool DJ Red Alert, Prince Paul, Diamond D, and many others. DJing at night for fun, but needing real money in order to keep up with the mortgage payments on his sprawling Westchester estate and palatial Soho loft, Goias, only 20 years old at the time, ventured into the fashion arena. He immediately landed gigs doing marketing and public relations for some big name labels. In 2001, Interview Magazine declared Goias a “marketing genius” and included him on their top 40 list of young, hot New Yorkers making it happen. It was “out on the downtown scene” where Goias and Fancy became friends and partners in music making crime. Bonding over similar quirky musical sensibilities, the two began making music together in their spare time as a hobby of sorts. Fancy began his career as full-time professional Svengali when he founded The 999999’s, a debaucherous burlesque party dubbed by The New York Times as “The hippest club night .” The 999999’s was a dressed to kill weekly extravaganza featuring the world’s biggest bold faced names and a Fancy-led army of sexy strip tease vixens. Besides The 999999’s, he is also universally credited as bringing back the art of “Frenching” when he and sometime music collaborater and friend Moby co-founded a roving “Make Out Party” in New York City. By throwing NYC’s hottest parties and by his lucrative recurring guest appearances on hit TV shows like Falcon Crest and the hit mini-series The Thornbirds, Fancy was able to build his dream apartment in the Lower East Side. Featured on the cover of the March 1999 issue of Raquetballer Today, Fancy’s new dream lair received tremendous design accolades for his Philippe Starck-designed indoor court. It was about two years ago when Goias and Fancy came up with the idea for an intensely stupid, female fronted rap group. They had written and produced a massive repetoire of retarded dancefloor bangers during late night sessions recording in Fancy’s bedroom studio. Armed with some songs and a dream, they pitched the idea to Tom Silverman of Tommy Boy Records and he loved it. Next, the boys needed to find the group. First they recruited Cat Hartwell (The White Girl) whom they knew from around the downtown club circuit. Goias and Fancy played Hartwell the songs and told her the concept. She was down. The three now needed to think of a name for this group. They wanted something that was as stupid as humanly possible and that had no pretense of “trying to sound cool.” The three decided upon “Fannypack.” Since the songs were written with three girls in mind, the newly formed outfit still had to find two other vocalists in order to complete the album and sign their deal with the legendary record label. They needed one girl to be hell raising and erupting attitude, and one girl who was black. They scoured the city. They searched high and low (Okay, well maybe just low) for two more girls. They held auditions and placed ads in Backstage and The Village Voice to no avail. Most of the girls who showed up were aspiring Broadway crooners and American Idol -esque rejects. The mood of the trio was sullen. Here, they had a record deal with Tommy Boy waiting for them but they couldn’t even find the right girls to help pull it off. One day, Cat had a sudden epiphany. “You guys!” She stood up, accidentally flashing the two muscular producers. “These songs are too good to just remain unheard. Your beats are amazing! Matt, your lyrics are nothing short of genius! Fancy, you are a classically trained musical tour de force!” She was excited and short of breath. Her breasts were firm and young beneath her faded thrift store tee shirt. The two tanned musical masterminds humbly agreed with the observations of the fire haired firebrand. It was then and there that the three made a pact. A Fanny-Pact, if you will. They promised each other that these songs would be completed and heard around the world. From Pakistan to Hackensack. From Brooklyn to Japan and back. Their prayers were answered one day in Brooklyn’s Fulton Street Mall when almighty Allah sent down a sassy seventeen year old by the name of Jessibel Suthiwong. Half Puerto Rican and half Thai, Jessibel was exotic and beautiful. Matt and Fancy, at the mall shopping for records at Beat Street, overheard Jessibel yelling to her friend. She had the perfect attitude, the perfect voice, and was gorgeous to boot. They boys approached her and explained to her their vision. They told her to have her mother contact them and she did. Not two days later, Matt, Cat, Fancy, and Jessibel were in Fancy’s bedroom studio laying down vocals and getting slowly closer to the finished album. They still needed a rapper and Jessibel suggested Belinda Lovell. A mere fifteen years old at the time, Jessibel explained that she knew a pretty girl from her gym class whom she had heard talking about dreaming of becoming a rap star. Jessibel didn’t see Belinda in class much though, due to little B’s predilection towards truancy. Then, one day, Belinda miraculously showed up for class. Jessibel told Belinda about her new friends and told her that if she was interested, have her mom call Matt. Belindas' mom called Matt, they all met on Belindas' sixteenth birthday. Later that same day, Belinda was chosen to be in the group and in the studio recording. The five members clicked in a remarkable way and became a family of sorts. They decided to call themselves Fannypack and the rest is one hit wonder history thanks to a little song that Matt wrote in approximately forty five seconds. Those songs became Fannypack’s debut offering, So Stylistic. After a whirlwind blitz of Cameltoe radio play, non stop interviews, continuous paparazzi harassment, and night after night of promiscuous sex with Hollywood personalities, Fannypack are back. See You Next Tuesday. Please holla.
(less)
