Lord Fowl

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Lord Fowl is a band with a few members, and they make music for the masses to rock their heads off to.  Lately I caught up with a member who was exhausted and gave me a crappy interview.  I needed to edit the content to the point where the conversation is unintelligible.

And that's just the kind of awesome reporting you're going to get, here on the townie music blog.

Members Vechel "Hollywood" Jaynes -guitar/vocals Mike Pellegrino -guitar/vocals John Conine -bass Donald Freeman -drums

PLAY MAGAZINE: "Lord Fowl, Endless Dynamite- Fuckin' yeah! Go get in your GTO and pop this shit in the tape deck and tear up the asphalt with a head full of cheap gin. You think you know rock? You don't. This is balls hangin', no apologies, straight out the box power with just enough of a '70s dirty groove to it. Three guys with a local music pedigree that goes back a few years pile on the "oomph" and fire it up. Think power trio means Rush? Sit down and thanks but no. This is more along the lines of Kyuss or Fu Manchu with a Thin Lizzy/Cactus slant (LF does a mighty swell take on the TL classic Rocky on this disc). If you are a "stoner metal/rock" fan you'll dig this (even though this ain't that at all). If you are older and don't think music has gotten any better than that one Zeppelin record with the old dude on it, you'll dig this (even though this ain't that at all). 11 tunes of heavy but melodic, girthy hard rock. A 454 big block engine of a record. Standout Track: Damn. Tough choice. I'll go with Lids 'cause it makes me think of speeding through the backwoods roads of my hometown, listening to Sabbath and packing a bowl." ----Craig Gilbert 

FROM STONERROCK.COM: "Connecticut's Lord Fowl is what you would end up with if you distilled the musical essences of Thin Lizzy and Fu Manchu into liquid form, then vigorously stirred them together until it becomes a single, volatile cocktail. Usually I hate to resort to such sweeping comparisons in the first sentence of a review, but if the shoe fits like a glass slipper on Cinderella, then why not run with it, right? Just listen to the blown out groove of Endless Dynamite's opener, "Cheetah," once the band kicks it into full gear. Or check out the orgasmic ending of "Coming Down Easy," with its slick and sexy harmony guitars that break into a wild, unrestrained, Guitar-mageddon finale. And while the guitars certainly get their time in the spotlight, it'd be downright mean not to mention how good the rest of the performances are. The bass lays down a funky but solid groove, and breaks out of the pocket into tastefully aggressive melodies at just the right times. The drums are also best described as tasteful, seasoning with the obligatory cowbell and tom rolls when the opportunity arises, but never overdoing it. The vocals have that retro swagger that Lenny Kravitz would kill a man in front of his own mama to cop, and rang from deep, soulful croons to near Cornelian wails. The production is warm and full, with just the right amount of psychedelic flourishes and other ear candy. Still not convinced that these cats are the bastard children of Phil Lynott and Scott Hill? A dead-on cover of the Liz's "Rocky" seals the deal AND puts some icing on the cake for those of us who have only our worn out copies of Live and Dangerous to show for our misspent youth. " -----Andy "Dinger" Beresky 

Record Label Fake Four Inc.
Type of Label Indie