Posted by Adam Mavrikos on Fri, Nov 21, 2008 @ 09:48 AM
Insprired by the recent bios that went up on ChillFans, Scott wrote his own autobiography and has been begging me to post it. I wasn't sure the world was ready, in fact, I KNOW, it isn't, but without further ado, the story of Scott Fovel, by Scott Fovel. God help us all....
Once upon a time...in many many galexy's far far away from Brighton... on March 1st, 1984 at 2:00am...Scott Tyler Fovel was born in Millis, MA.
Some people say he too was "just-in-time" as he missed leap year by only two decisive hours. Others claim he dodged a Bullet [starring Steve Mcqueen]! He could have been six years old staring up at his fat 10 year old brother, Lyndon Byers, drinking orange juice instead of tequilia at a not yet created Pepperoncini's in Framingham, MA.
So what is all this? Who is this guy? Why do you care? What does he mean? Shhhhhhhhhh.....hush little baby...it will all come together soon.
When Scott Tyler Fovel turned 7 years old, he began taking piano lessons with his older sister, Meghan Lee Evans Fovel. His father, John Paul Tyler Fovel was the choir director at Medway Village Church at the time and helped mold young Scott Tyler into what is considered one of the greatest piano players of all time. At the age of 10, he decided he
was in fact too good at his instrument and abruptly resigned. When S.T.F. turned 13, his best friend, Scott William Yanco changed his life. He pointed to a beautiful bright red robin and said, "Scott Tyler, you remind me of that Robin right there next to the stoop. See him sing? See him songwrite? See him dance? See him fly?" It was at this point, Scotty T-man realized that singing was for him. He also thought he could fly.
And so on and on he sang and danced. The boy had finally made it to high school when he started a punk rock band. "In Case of Fire!" Alongside lean mean fighting machine, Daniel John "Leonardo" Doyle, Adam Himmalrghlirguah, and Catfish Ober... they quickly found themselves as the "second hottest band in Medway, MA!" (according to the Milford Daily News) With original songs like "Not my Kind," "The Beer Song," and "Teddy Bear," little Scottle Buns sang his tiny heart away all the way up until his death. Wait...
On Thursday, February 3rd, 2000 at 9:43pm...ST. Fovel was faced with one of the most difficult decisions of his entire life. Up and coming band, "(void)," needed a new lead singer and they wanted little Scott T's big voice. Knowing that this would be the best move for himself, Tiny Tyler took the job and thus disbanded "ICOF."
Now (void) was a metal band. Scooter Ty was a choir singer. How'd this happen? ANSWER: Ryan "Teeth" Wasnewski. "We figured we would have two singers (one screamer, one singer). This is just the best way to do things right now as Scotty's voice is day to day for screaming," claimed Ben Mullen, guitarist for (void). It was in (void) which eventually became Visceral which eventually became the Visceral Music Orchestra which eventually became the VMO, Smoky Ty Fov Diggity learned the ways and art to recording voice, emotional songwriting, and dealing with insanity. So how did this ChillSet thing happen? Well...due to drug problems in the band and personality conflicts, Scot T. Fauvelle went his separate way.
After a year out of a band, Mr. Fov decided to keep up the game with his voice. KARAOKE!!! That's right...and if I had a dime for every butt I watched him ki
ck in the finals....OH MAN....i would have about 30 cents! He won "1st Place Most Promising Adult Male Divisoin" in Las Vegas, NV at the MGM Grande. He sang, "Superstition" by Stevie Wonder and it actually was broadcasted all over PAX TV! I mean this guy had character...finesse...some serious good looks! I watched this guy tap pretty much every fat chick at Doc's Karaeoke...you ask me? That aint easy, man!
He peaked. I mean, he was great.....but....he grew tired....and lonely. He missed a band. The instruments, the friendship, the teamwork, the sex (huh?). Ya know, it wasn't until one lucky day when this cat found himself at Victory Lane in Millis, MA drowning his sorrows as former (void), Visceral, Visceral Music Orchestra, VMO guitarist, Justin-time Jones happened to be playing by himself and guitar. This my friends was the beginning of ChillSet and the Pussyshacks.
Posted by Adam Mavrikos on Thu, Nov 20, 2008 @ 09:08 AM
I know, I know...it took forever, but the band bios are finally up, go check them out.
More updates to come!