After working last night’s 2-10 shift for The Journal News, I headed down to Burke’s Bar in Yonkers to catch the first set of King Norris, the band fronted by and named after Howard Stern’s sound effects guru, Fred Norris.
Near the end of their set of classic and standard rock, Norris picked a bespectacled me out of the crowd and said something to the effect of “Hey, that looks like the Verizon Guy.”
I shouted back, “I can hear you now.”
He replied with something like “Well, if any of you need help with your phone service, go see him.” He threw in another joke that I found funny but will choose not to post on a family-friendly blog.
During King Norris’ intermission, I was reintroduced to Norris through his drummer, Frank Fallon, who helped me secure my December interview with him in Eastchester. Norris offered a firm handshake and was as kind as he was at our last meeting. After a brief and casual conversation, I was on my way.
For what it’s worth: Despite the fact I sometimes wear thick-rimmed black frames, I don’t see much of a resemblance to Verizon Guy beyond that. But Norris has a Don Rickles-like quality about him; most of the time, it’s an honor to be tweaked by the guy.
(AP Photo/Stuart Ramson)