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"We Have Come For Your Mothers" 13-song CD - OUT NOW!!!
DIA014 The long-awaited full-length disc from FAT ASS!!! Thirteen blistering punk tracks from Ft. Wayne's Finest!
"Imagine Fear blindsided by The Supersuckers..."
-- Columbus Alive 9/03
"Another Great Day In Shithole" 4-song 7"
DIA008 The Debut release on Diaphragm, four fast & furious rock and roll chartbusters on limited BEER colored vinyl.
"This sort of sound calls for lots of beer, motorcycles, and sawdust on the floor!" -- Heartattack 7/03
"We Have Come For Your Mothers" - 13 Song CD - DIA014

"The men from THE BEAUTYS are half of this FAT ASS ...Your Mothers FAT ASS CD features 13 rockin' tunes. FAT ASS highlights Salsa Dave's drumming versatility as they plow through styles from NEW YORK DOLLS to ZEKE. I love that name... FAT ASS! FAT ASS rocks!" (HM) - Maximumrocknroll 1/04

"So I'm sitting here wading through some bottom-of-the-barrel reject discs I've been putting off reviewing for this issue and I come upon this buried in the crap I've scooped up. Depressed and more than a little punchy, thanks to the long line of affected college boys who have vented their politically correct rage into my ear over the course of the previous fifteen releases I've listened to today, I look at the cover, grunt, place the disc in the stereo and hit "play," bracing myself for the pop punk onslaught that will no doubt come belching forth from my speakers. Much to my surprise, what came from said speakers is some prime-rate punk rock that sent my depression scampering for the hills. "Man, I needed this," I say to myself as I crank it up to eleven. Fuck comparisons, this is just one of them discs that just rocks and nothing more need be said about it. A glance at the "thank you" notes on the inside reveals a Razorcake mention and I think how symbiotic that is - we Razorcakers only dig the finest in music and, in turn, are thanked by only the finest of bands." -- (Jimmy Alvarado) Razorcake #18

"Fat Ass gives you thirteen songs of bar punk rock. With songs about drinking and causing trouble, Fat Ass has a piss and vinegar attitude that fits the music well. Their sound is down and dirty as they fuse punk rock and blues influences together in their songs. A quick tempo and a fresh take on the genre gives this CD a good energy." - (LO)
Heartattack #40

"Hey. I really like this. It's rock and roll. It's fun. It's fast. It's well done. It's that fun kind of music that you want playing when you are throwing a serious slobber-knocker of a party, like a punked-up George Thorogood. This is a disc that you will want to keep in your disc player for a while." - (MK)

"In continuing with the beer-fueled dirty punk rock that Diaphragm Records is known for, Fat Ass comes out with their debut album, “We Have Come For Your Mothers.” Getting dirty with their bar chords, Fat Ass comes out with a set of vocals that is a distinct mixture of Tim Armstrong and the vocalist from Hilljack. Instead of taking up a standard and running it into the ground, like their label-mates A Planet For Texas, Fat Ass comes out with 13 cuts of pure fury only tied by the high energy of each track. Unlike a number of bar-punk acts, the recording on this disc is clean enough that the bass is almost always heard, chugging through with interesting rhythms. By far, the extreme shortness of each and every tracks creates the distinct feeling of not having enough material on this disc – while there are 13 tracks, each one of them only feels about two minutes long. In calling forth the specters of a number of mid-1980s punk bands such as Black Flag and Dead Kennedys, Fat Ass successfully meshes the aforementioned bands with Matt Freeman-style bass lines to create something fairly forward-thinking. Never a band to not experiment, the high water mark of this disc comes in “Lonesome”, where a piano adds trills to the bass-lead rhythm of Skinny Jay. Slipping a little bit in the over-arching “Mommy You Stink”, having guitar adornments that sound wildly dissonant with the mass of the song, Fat Ass yet pushes the envelope to create the boogie-laden “Rub One Out.” Even though I have no idea what Lonesome Sal and Erick Fromindiana are saying a majority of the time, this is no different than some of Aus Rotten or Good Riddance. While the guitar lines do end up starting to mesh together and sounding alike, the balls-fowardness of the CD is something to be applauded. The technical prowess of Lonesome and Erick in some of the solos (such as “104 Northeast Drove”) is something to behold, even if the typical desire of Fat Ass is to just blast forward with power chords. “Betty Ford” recalls the booze-fueled antics of Columbus-based Hilljack, but with more of a punk influence. “We Have Come For Your Mothers” is not a ground-breaking album in any sense, but if an individual is looking for simple, straightforward punk rock, than this album may just be for you." -

"This rocked me so hard that it not only knocked me on my fat ass, but on someone else's as well... and I liked that!" - Roctober #37

"If there’s been one absolute in the last five years of Columbus rock, it’s that Diamond Ike Midnight and his Diaphragm imprint continue to press righteous slabs of bare-boned punk. He’s one of a select few in town who can actually say he runs his own record label and, with 14 releases thus far, he’s no slouch. As part of Diaphragm’s “summer spectacular,” Midnight has recruited a line-up that epitomizes the label’s booze-fueled philosophies. Fat Ass, who just released their debut, We Have Come for Your Mothers, write odes to drinking and drugging that could only be birthed in the grizzled flatlands of Ft. Wayne, Indiana. Titles like “Rub One Out” and “Betty Ford” do most of the explaining, but try and imagine Fear blindsided by the Supersuckers for an approximation of their sound." - Columbus Alive 9/03

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P.O. Box 11831
Ft. Wayne, IN 46861
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Last Updated 1/13/04
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