Fagan is more than just a pair of cherubic dimples and an ass that won’t quit; he has reinvented the art of shameless self-promotion on the interwebs. Sure, he has the dapper of a homeless George Clooney, but he also touts a long list of mediocre achievements…probably the least of which is this website.
As a wee lad in Milwaukee, he cut his comedic teeth in grade school when he illustrated the Holy Family as zombies in his First Communion Prayer Book. Ever the prolific storyteller, in fifth grade he authored a ten-part series about a time-traveling Mongolian named “Erokosabi” that murdered Nazis and Blackshirts in graphic detail.
At 18, Fagan moved to Seattle where he graduated from the University of Washington with a Bachelor’s degree in Comparative Film and Cultural Studies with an acute understanding of how to produce short films with little or no resources (read: permits).
A month after the breakup of his second wildly unsuccessful punk band, he relocated again, this time to New York. Feeling as though he had yet to accrue enough debt, he also graduated with an MFA in Creative Writing from The New School and later with an MA in English Education from Brooklyn College. He has contributed to Rolling Stone, Playboy and to many conversations when nobody asked for his goddamned opinion anyway. He writes masterfully about politics, art, culture, sex, music and is also quite adroit at relating to himself in the royal third person. In short, he is invigorated to create art –unfortunately, all he created was this site. Welcome to Gnarly Headache.
Enjoy. Or whatever.
Hey, it was either this or a sex tape, so you’re welcome.