Foxy Shazam at the Jackpot
Eric Nally, frontman of Foxy Shazam, is a paranoid, delusional, manic-depressive squirrel. With pants soaked in water, sweat, and piss Foxy Shazam did their best to give a crowd of eager-beaver high school kids at the Jackpot in Lawrence a show to remember. At least, I think they gave it their best shot. It was hard to differentiate through the awkward stumbling (of both feet and words) of Nally and the actual music being played by the band.
Nally seems like the kind of guy that would kick your dog just to get a reaction from you. He also seems like the kind of guy that would be so blown out of his mind on really bad drugs that he wouldn’t be able to sing one note of Foxy Shazam’s songs. (The last thing Nally said before he was carried off stage by Bad Rabbits‘ leader Fredua Boakye was, “Sometimes, I wish I wouldn’t get so crazy that I destroy the ceiling tiles that I’ll have to pay for after the show.”)
