Author: bilsherman

The Foshays have been mired in a long arduous recording process over the past year. As you can tell from this weeks comic installment Bass man Joey Miece knows why. Ok, so Franky and Harry can be a little obsessive behind the virtual mixing board, and maybe they don’t always have it together studio wise, but what they lack in hi-class, they make up for with rude garage stylings. It’s not their fault they don’t really know what they are doing, as long as Joey’s got the time to “DO IT AGAIN!” everything is going to be alright!

The Foshays have been on a well deserved break this summer. “Why?” do you ask? The boys just finished recording and mixing their first album, Not So Now! And they need some R & R “So what?” you say? Well it’s going to be the biggest rock album of the millennium, wowing fans and critics alike. “Highly doubtful!” you exclaim? If you need proof of their sonic brilliance look for The Foshays Four Song EP this fall in Minneapolis/St. Paul metro area record stores like Cheapo, Barely Brothers, and Agharta Records. “OK. I’ll think about.” You respond politely. Glad we could have this conversation. Cheers!

Hey Teenagers! it’s time to make a choice! Pick your favorite ding bat celebrity, boring tv show, predictable movie, embarrassing YouTube star, pretentious “artist” (for some reason they call musicians and singers artists these days, hence the quotes), and video game loser. Fox tv apparently has no clue what they’re doing so your vote really really matters. Get to it!

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This post is dedicated to all the bands doing a show tonight in the snowy apple that is Minneapolis.

Finally facing facts, Joey Miece realized he was in over his head. Instead of dealing with a mopey roommate/bandmate from here to eternity, he decided to throw in the towel and give back Harry’s beloved shades. Lucky for Joey, Foshay frontman Harry Blessing is a more than a good sport. He’s a delusional upside down ass-hat of a good sport. Unfortunately Harry’s black cat will never understand his owners motives, not that anyone was listening to his “feline verbalizations.” Thanks for reading! More next Week!

If you have been following this blog as of late, you might have noticed we have been mired in the “Missing Sunglass Saga” where bass man Joey Miece has kyped lead singer, Harry Blessing, shades. Harry has definitely dug himself into a hole, if only he would turn around and lift his greasy bangs, he would find his best friend and roommate has them on his shaggy head. His black cat is desperately trying to pull him back from the brink, but to no avail. Harry only buries himself further with a pathetic attempt at suicide. Will Joey come clean and rescue his friend from this sad display and reveal it was all just a silly joke, or will he let Harry writhe in pain for the rest of his life?