by Greg PratoNow that wrestler Chris Jericho's metal band, Fozzy, has issued its third release in five years, All That Remains, the detractors who initially viewed the group as merely a "bit of fun" will be silenced. There's no denying that the group has grown into a powerful metal band in the style of Black Label Society, with extra added elements of '80s-era heavy metal. Once more, in addition to all the brawn, Jericho proves to be a very capable (and powerful) metal singer, as evidenced by the Pantera-esque album opener, "Nameless Faceless." But probably most impressive of all is the guitar work. For the most part, unashamedly shredding guitar solos fell by the wayside for many metal bands in the early '90s, but Fozzy guitarist Rich Ward proves to be an exception throughout All That Remains, as he lets his fingers fly like it was 1989. And while Ward has no problem supplying guitar pyrotechnics himself, Fozzy call on two of metal's most respected guitarists to lend a hand -- Ozzy Osbourne/Black Label Society's Zakk Wylde on "Wanderlust" and ex-Megadeth/Cacophony's Marty Friedman on "Born of Anger." With All That Remains, Fozzy should now finally be taken seriously by headbangers worldwide.
Enemy Single EP
英語 歌曲3首
發布於 2004-06-08
Happenstance
英語 歌曲11首
發布於 2002-07-30
by Bradley Torreano Despite its status as a side project for wrestling star Chris Jericho and his friends in Stuck Mojo, Fozzy can still deliver some solid heavy metal. Unlike the first album, this is not a cover-only affair. Jericho and guitarist Rich Ward do their best to write songs that can hang with the Judas Priest and Iron Maiden covers they attempt here. And in a lot of ways, the original songs come off more effectively than the covers. This is no doubt because of the group's passion for power metal, which translates into catchy and solid songs, like the tense "To Kill a Stranger" and the pounding title track. Jericho's delivery is right on, dropping the semi-shouting he displayed on the last album and replacing it with a gruff banshee wail. His voice might waver at moments, but no worse than half the metal singers they pay tribute to here. The covers are less effective, but W.A.S.P.'s "L.O.V.E. Machine" gets a vicious run through that certainly ranks with Fozzy's best performances, and "Balls to the Wall" fits Jericho's strained growl perfectly. Nothing here is groundbreaking or essential, but this is a consistent album that would've easily landed them on Noise Records during the heyday of power metal. And the original songs prove that the band has a lot of potential outside of the gimmicky cover approach they started with, leading to leaner and more efficient sophomore effort from the boys in Fozzy.