Word: fatted
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Fat Day's first concert as such (the band was previously called the Anything Family) and lead-singer Pakulski, guitarist Doug DeMay, drummer Zak Sitter and original bassist Kurt Rosencrantz (who has since been replaced by Arik Grier) were ripping through their set in the Adams House Junior Common Room. Fat Day can only play for half an hour at a time--their mind-bendingly frenetic pace precludes playing for any longer--and about halfway through the set, Pakulski announced that he was going to do something "a little bit different...
Perhaps most widely recognized as the lead singer of the punk rock band Fat Day. Also well known as a Science Center technician and an Escort Service driver. (It was Matt, incidentally, who, while he was recording Science B-15, used to shake the camera every time E.O. wilson talked about sex.) Favorite class at Harvard was Music 178ar, Ivan Tcherepnin's "Composition in the Digital Electronic Medium." Maximum Rock `n' Roll magazine described his singing on the first Fat Day single as "a really young male or a female with great vocals...
Watching Mart sing is a little bit likewatching a disgusting, hyperactive little kidperform in front of you. He prowls around stage,bunched over the two microphones he has tapedtogether. He screams and chortles and snarls andoccasionally sings his way through Fat Day's sets,grabbing his balls, pulling his hair, yelling'fuck you' at random people in the audience. Healso often will yell 'fuck you' in the middle ofthe street, but in a friendly sort...
Matt does not write a lot of Fat Day's songs,and some of the songs he has written he seems alittle sheepish about. ("Doug doesn't like a lotof the words I write," Matt says, "because I writea lot of stupid shit. But he respects some of thesongs I've written.") "Knute Rockne," a song fromFat Day's first 7" single, is a song that Mattwrote and is not sheepish about, a song withrather interesting origins...
...reading this book at my mom's house inCape Cod," Matt says. It's noon on a Wednesdayafternoon, and Matt is visibly high. His eyes, notnormally sparking and bright, are scrunched upinto little red balls. When I went up to his room,he came out giggling, and the whole Fat Day housesmelled of slightly stale pot smoke...