To be honest, The Foshays have had up to here with “honesty.” To be honest, outside of the facts, isn’t honesty (sometimes) just another form of “feeling?” To be honest who cares what anybody really feels anyways? To be honest, I have to ask “Why?” To be honest, I think it’s all a bunch of silly opinions/lies. So congratulations for being “honest” and to be honest, this is just another honest opinion, swirling down the rabbit hole…..to be honest….
The Foshays current events.
The Foshays are busy, busy, busy these days! “Busy doing what?” You ask? Well being America’s number one underground cartoon rock band takes a lot of work, and even though it doesn’t look like work, trust me these boys are moving at the speed of business! And rad mad drummer Freddy Foshay is leading the charge! He may be glib. You might even think he’s a…. hmmmmmm…. we’ll go with “jerk,” but “Old School Freddy” (at least that’s what his grandma calls him) loves nothing more than to burst peoples bubbles. Without him, The Foshays would probably float away on a bed of rock star fantasies, pompous endless guitar solos, and horrible love songs.
The Foshays are sadden to hear the news that Ed Ackerson, Owner and Director of Flowers Studios in Uptown Minneapolis, died this weekend. He mastered our first EP and first LP Not So Now! Being a bunch of dumb studio rats, we needed his help badly. We told him to make us sound like Giuda, and The Music Machine, and he did! We we’re going to hire him for all our future tracks, and even though our expectations have been dashed, we’re so grateful he was able to make an indelible mark on our sound. Thank you for the flowers Ed, and happy travels.
Finally the rumors can be put to rest! All the “when’s” and “why’s” and “how’s” can be silenced for ever! The “No way’s” and “What if’s” and the “Nay-says” can all go to hell, because The Foshays First EP is finally out. 4 songs: Get Me to Normal, Wuts Wrong With You, ‘Til it’s Gone, and All the Leaves. Plus a 12 page comic “Gig-Hex.” 400 numbered and signed copies are available in the shop now. Get your copy today!
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!
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?