FADER contributor Matthew Schnipper's Schnipper's A-Z installation is still up at the Apartment on Crosby Street in NYC, and thusly, we continue our conjuctive Schnipper Month here on the old 'Net with the letter F, in which Matthew expounds on an oddly popular stripper jam after the jump.
Fugazi, The Argument LP
Outside of a party in Philadelphia I saw two men, their penises out of their pants and in their hands like swords, en garde against the opposing man’s member. This was enough nudity for me that evening, so I declined a visit to an after hours club with strippers, asked Justin Jarboe for the keys back to his apartment where I was staying. I walked there alone with vague directions, got harassed and was scared. Grumpy, I went to sleep in a sleeping bag on the floor. I slept until Justin came home and told me one stripper had danced to Fugazi. Then he hit me on the head while opening a dresser drawer and laughed about it.
Letter F podcast: Funkmasters, Love Money