GREAT debut album!
author: Satch
How does one describe the Fuxedos? Imagine a man-child locked in a bunker with a bare, flickering, buzzing lightbulb, educated on healthy doses of Frank Zappa, Mark Leyner, Mickey Spillane, Sigmund Freud, Carl Stalling, Grand Guignol theater, and Sergio Leone westerns, while listening to a radio with a dial stuck in that static-y space between stations playing 60’s-era lounge music and old-school nihilistic punk. In less capable hands, this would be a mess, but the Fuxedos, led by frontman Danny Shorago, pull off the feat of making a very cohesive and musical wild ride. Funny as hell, but also with tight, talented, and accomplished musicianship. Buy this album!
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You need this CD
author: Gracie
How to describe The Fuxedos? They defy categorization, but if I had to try, I'd say theatrical punk-ish surrealistic art rock with a twisted sense of humor. Every facet of their debut album is top-notch: vocals, musicianship, and songwriting. (Not to mention the very cool art and bonus video on the CD.) Plus, there's a lot of diversity among the songs--it's not the same song ten times over. Highly recommended.
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fuxedos debut album kicks ass
author: jason r. houston
this album is phenomenal. a true stand-out, stand-alone, standing ovation creation. so impressed with the super pro quality, the impressive musical/vocal/narrative range, and the overall scope. I thought a recording couldn’t get close to doing justice to a live fuxedo performance, but I was wrong. Of course there’s nothing like a live show, but the album completely holds its own. well done!
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My new Fuxation
author: Jeffrey Gray
If you're tired of mainstream, bubble-gum, pre-packaged, pre-pubescent, cookie cutter acts, try on The Fuxedos for size.
They've got a hard dose of originality, a little reminiscence of early Pink Floyd, and an impressive assault of wicked time signature changes that make these guys stand apart in a crowd. Add to that a top note of Frank Zappa plus a penchant for storytelling and non sequiturs, and you've got some serious "ear worms" that you can, and will, listen to over and over again.
Go to one of their gigs, and you will be treated with amphibious Freudian glory, and mixtures of shellfish and creamy Latin-American custard desserts.
On their enhanced CD (I'm referring to the beautiful and disturbing self-titled masterpiece that has just hit the streets), you will find that front man, Danny Shorago, has taken Mimsy out of the Jabberwocky, and redefined it for all of you redefiningly-challenged miscreants out there in the plastic ether.
You're probably completely lost by now. That's a good sign. Get found, get The Fuxedos new CD, and fuxshitup!
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