Blasting away the cobwebs on the last day of a long weekend, Black Foxxes might be feeling the brunt of a festival induced hangover, but their performance is deliciously fresh.
“You’ll be alright,” frontman Mark Holley assures the crowd between songs. “You must be feeling horrible, but I’m with you.” Following the release of their debut album ‘I’m Not Well’ last week, the band charge through their set with a fierce vitality and a tongue-in-cheek humour.
“I want to give a shout out to our manager, it’s his birthday,” Holley announces to the crowd. “Don’t cheer too much!” he quickly adds. “The record sales aren’t there yet.”
Sparking up the energy for the hours ahead, the group’s dynamic melodies and get up and go mentality are a storming way to start the day. From the of ‘Husk’ to the resounding frustration of ‘Home’ and beyond, the group present their brand of weighted calamity without fanfare: just simple, honest, thrill for the system rock. And if anyone’s still not awake after that, then really, what hope is there?