The Fuxedos S/T(Glazed Yams)
Where to start… The Fuxedos are “America's favorite apocalyptic comedy, lounge, punk, jazz, storytelling, cinematic, art rock band, complete with costumes, props, and bizarrely humorous theatrics”. That’s what it says on their website, and I’m not the argumentative type. Their debut has been out for the best part of a year, and I feel like I’ve been missing out. Their unnatural talent for mixing up some pretty unwieldy genres and making something (anything), which doesn’t feel like a novelty dog’s dinner, is to be enthusiastically applauded. There can’t be many bands you can make you laugh one moment before instantaneously dragging you off on some weird and wonderful journey to the outer reaches of spazz jazz. The Fuxedos do. There are ten of them, led by Danny Shorago who sings and writes a major chunk of the material. Their songs cover most of life’s essentials: Disneyland (“Fuck Disneyland”), Scooby Doo (“Scooby Doo And Scrappy Doo Live Inside My Milkshake”), fused nuns (“My Three Nuns”) and robot vampire wombats (“Robot Vampire Wombats”). Their take on The Beatles’ “I Want To Hold Your Hand” improves considerably on the original, which has no squawking sax, no spoken word section, zero crickets and plods on at just the one speed. Let’s be frank, The Fuxedos will Fuxshitup it says so on the box, and I’m not the disbelieving type.
www.myspace.com/thefuxedos
Rob F.