So Friday the Rev. went to go see the kick-ass Bang Camaro boys at the Bowery Ballroom but somehow activated the "I'm too fucked up to stick around and not say something really stupid to someone!" button, so this is a first on the Snake Oil Emporium. We have guest blogger! Good friend and sneaker pimp (I mean a real sneaker guru - not the band) Piper Jaffe on the case who stayed for the whole show. Turns out Jimmy (douche) Fallon made an ass of himself that night by jumping on stage like a drunken Jersey soccer mom drunk on too many Mai Tais during a Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes set at the Stone Pony. I always miss the good stuff! None the less - here's Piper's report...
Neil Young said its better to burn
out than fade away, but sometimes don’t we wish washed up celebs would take
their rightful spot on the next edition of Celebrity Fit Club and call it a day.
Last Friday Jimmy Fallon, he of the mid-skit crack-up, made a “guest”
appearance during a show by one of my favorite bands Bang Camaro nearly ruining
what would have otherwise been a beer crushingly fun night on the town. Oh, you
don’t know Bang Camaro? Well then you must still have your face intact because
if you had known them- it would be melted off from their sheer Rawk-ocity!!
These Boston-based metal lords rip up the stage with their 4 lead guitarists
and 15 or so vocalists. (ROCK ON - the Rev chimes in!)
But Friday at the Bowery Ballroom,
there was one more uninvited guest. Fallon drunkenly crashed the party
muttering incoherently during one of the Camaro’s tunes requesting a cover of
The Door’s “Roadhouse Blues” and asking the venue to get them “some beers”.
Launching into a tired “Oh-look-I’m-famous-drunk-and-endearing” act, Jimmy and
the band had a tense few moments of interaction, including a private “chat” w/
Alex. Within minutes of Fallon’s appearance, our metal militia turned from
unified rock animal to a rowdy mob of anti-starfuckers.
To make matters worse, Fallon the openly Boston loving
Red Sox fan tried to hijack the show even further with some pro-NYC call &
response. This may work for the RZA or Jay-Z but the closest Fallon’s ever come
to a hip-hop stage was co-staring with Queen Latifah in that god awful Taxi film. There was definitely a point
where I actually hoped the crowd would mob the stage like a Metallica/GnR double
bill, but sadly it didn’t happen. Ever the pros, Bang Camaro kept their cool
and launched into [their song] The Ballad while security quietly removed
Jimmy.
Now excuse me while I go punch Horatio Sanz in the
nuts…
-Piper Jaffe
A(whatafckingdouche)men!
1. Go Christian and be the Holy Ghost?
2. How about I go as a politician?
3. Well since we're doing Politics I guess I could be Senator Larry Craig...?
4. Or Ann Coulter?
5. Hilary Clinton gives us this great idea - what?
That's not a costume? 
6. Well since we're on politics why don't I just go as Congress?
7. Winston Churchill?
8. How about I go as a complete fucking cosplay dork?
9. Or the many faces of Dick Cheney.
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