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“Foxy Shazam is a jet plane going down, and we have been playing the same tune the whole way. It just sounds different the closer we get to the ground,” reads the insert of Foxy Shazam’s newest CD (which technically comes out tomorrow, but my preorder came in a day early). I’ve only listened to three of this band’s four records, but from the stuff I’ve heard, there is no better (or more ominous) way to describe this group and their approach to music. Not one record sounds like another, which led to an initial disappointment when I first checked out Introducing—I was expecting more Queen-inspired cheese-rock glory, like I found on their self-titled effort. This time around, the band has decided to try and revive classic rock of a more standard variety—think Guns N’ Roses, with a little flamboyant twist.
Based on this record, it’s clear that Eric Nally is not one to do the same thing with his music for too long. He shouts “your music sucks including us / it’s time we clear our name.” I’m not entirely sure what to make of that statement, but it sure as hell goes perfectly with some raging guitar riffs and an extremely fast tempo.
From Boston (“(It’s) Too Late Baby”) to Kansas (“I Wanna Be Yours”), it seems that no old school rock band is safe from imitation by Foxy. I’m not complaining because it all manages to sound good. Plus, it’s original enough to justify its existence.
I hope the Foxy Shazam plane has just begun its descent—I can’t wait to hear whatever else they have in store for us.
Swole Ear 
I just listened to this album and it is another great one from the FS. But Nally can try to morph them into any genre he wants — at the end of the day, he still channels Freddie Mercury — and that’s not a bad thing.