Sunday saw an increase in “Lady Gaga Must Be Destroyed” t-shirts which can only mean one thing… Messrs Jericho, Ward, Grey, Delson and Fontsere were in town and it was Fozzy day on the Jägermeister Stage.
Fozzy live is an experience, it’s full on high octane rock n roll fun. Guitarist Rich ‘The Duke’ Ward told us earlier in the day, that he sees their WWE superstar vocalist as a real Dave Lee Roth style frontman, and tonight Chris Jericho held that role perfectly. It’s pissing it down with rain, but that doesn’t stop those not hiding in tents, to hang on Jericho’s every word; to punch the air on command, and be conducted in the ‘Hey, Hey, Hey – One, Two, Three’ chorus from ‘God Pounds His Nails’. Ward and Grey are on fire, trading licks and riffs, with Ward proving to be a rhythm machine and perfect foil to Grey’s fretboard fluidity.
Everyone gets involved at a Fozzy show, the pure enthusiasm and fun is completely addictive, at no point does anyone stop grinning. When Jericho is not manipulating the crowd, you will have either Delson, Grey or Ward getting the crowds waving or their hands clapping. Fozzy all love what they do, and it’s so good seeing bands feeding and fuelling off the energy, rather than just going through the motions, even Fontsere behind the Jägermeister drum kit is bouncing and beaming like a sugar addled toddler. Jericho’s vocals are spot on, the best we’ve heard him for the past couple of gigs, sounding more polished and album-esque for the likes of ‘Paraskavedekatriaphobia’ and wrestling anthem ‘Martyr No More’.
The rain ain’t going to stop the party for the Fozzy faithful, and we’d have gladly taken more than their allocated 45 minute set. ‘Under Blackened Skies’ as the heavens open doesn’t dampen any spirits and the Fozzy boys reign supreme. A top set from an absolute top band.
To Kill a Stranger
Martyr No More
Paraskavedekatriaphobia (Friday the 13th)
Feel the Burn
Under Blackened Skies
God Pounds His Nails
Pray for Blood
Photos courtesy of Mark Latham