Review by anonymous
June 28, 2010My overall impression
If Andy Kaufman hooked up with Frank Zappa at a GWAR concert, they might come up with something like the Fuxedos. These guys are amazing. And if you don’t get what it is they are up to, trust me, they don’t give a f**k.
Danny Shorago is a dangerous and impervious front man. To really appreciate his boundless energy, you need to see the Fuxedos live. Their latest gig at the Paul Gleason Theater was no exception. Shorago deftly shifted from songs to characters to tearing into his audience with such ease, that even a couple of hecklers were converted into true believers by the end of his manic set.
Further adding to the live Fuxedos experience is the band’s use of bizarre visuals—from masks to plastic weapons to dolls used in ways that no doll should ever be used. This is truly a theatrical experience that defies categorization. It’s abstract. It’s punk rock. It’s hilarious. It’s singularly original.
In short, the Fuxedos are a strange, brilliant, psychedelic beast with a healthy dose of subversive humor thrown in. At first glace, their free associative and destructive riffs could be interpreted as madness. Or at least nihilism. But to create something this seductively insane takes real care and craftsmanship, which the band has in spades.
The Fuxedos have come to slap you out of your life-induced coma. I suggest you listen to them.