If you've ever been to #Fest in Athens, you'd never think such an elaborate and organized conglomeration of debauchery started from a simple house party. Now in its 10th year, the fest and its founder are eyeing the creation of an even bigger event than the already 16,000-person goliath day festival. It all started with the Fest's founder Dominic Petrozzi. He's experienced a lot. Trust us. Here are some of his favorite things.
If you’ve ever been to #Fest in Athens, you’d never think such an elaborate and organized conglomeration of debauchery started from a simple house party. Now in its 10th year, the fest and its founder are eyeing the creation of an even bigger event than the already 16,000-person goliath day festival. It all started with the Fest’s founder Dominic Petrozzi. He’s experienced a lot. Trust us. Here are some of his favorite things.
I love cars with huge trunks. I was born into an Italian Catholic family on the outskirts of Pittsburgh in the steel town of Steubenville along the Ohio River. Cadillacs have always been a symbol of luxury, but also badass-ness. Hard work deserves some celebrating. My first Cadillac was an ’03 CTS. Bought it with cash because that’s what Sunny told me to do after one too many late night viewings of “A Bronx Tale.”
With what little money I had left [from the Cadillac], I bought a pair of Chuck Taylors. [They were] white, low top. It’s almost un-American to not wear Converse. I know it’s definitely un-Italian-American to not drive a ’Lac.
Dewar’s Whisky (preferably 15 years or older)
I don’t necessarily consider myself a craft cocktail connoisseur, nor do I tip the glass like I did prior to my kid being born … but when I need to take the edge off, a rocks glass of Dewar’s 15 with a couple ice cubes does it for me. I can't lie, my great friend Gabriel Cardarella introduced me to the liquid a few years back and I haven't attempted to dabble with choking down Johnny Walker to make myself look more distinguished and/or fake wealthy anymore.
Without those FHA Loan-loving 18- to 24-year-olds, my ass would be sitting behind a desk somewhere. The American collegiate experience has pretty much taken care of that nightmare of a scenario for me. #Fest is essentially a right-of-passage for those entering the best four or six years of their life.
Without friends and family, we're nothing. I’ve got the mantra, "death is certain, family is forever," tattooed on my right arm. I look at it a lot. I’ve been blessed to be able to find and keep some amazing friends in my life. To me, my true friends are my family. Thick as thieves. My circle, even though it’s much smaller these days, which happens with age and success, extends beyond the Ohio borders as far as the real deal streets of Venice Beach to Atlanta to Florida and beyond. So many of my friends have put themselves in positions to not only succeed, but to be remembered for making an impact on the culture surrounding them. Jonesy, Buckets, Spanto, Marv, Freaky, Gabe, PH, Reem, PSG Zach and Adam, Timmy — my guys. I love you. Keep making me have to work harder to not be the least successful person in the room. You're only as good as the company you keep.
Magnolia Jane Petrozzi
This goes without saying but my daughter is hands down my greatest achievement in life. I’m a hands-on dad to say the least. I was blessed with a perfect angel baby named Magnolia, who was born on Oct. 19, 2009 just after sunrise. She came just in time, let me tell you. It’s funny how the unexpected can become that one singular moment of change that shifts a life into the category of "life worth living." This kid is about 20 times more charismatic, intelligent, loving, gentle, brilliant, amazing, gorgeous — the list goes on — than I could have ever dreamed. Here’s to you, little lady.