Foxes That Fight [R.I.P.]

Foxes That Fight, a sort of experimental rock band, formed in May 2006, and is based in Columbia, SC. We had all been playing music in various bands for a few years, but hadn't really found a group that just felt right. It seems like we've finally done that. Now, with more experience as musicians and as band mates, we've really been able to begin to push our boundaries a little bit more. The music is a blend of all the genres we hold dear, funk, latin, rock, jazz, psychedelic, dance, ska, and of course some 70's prog. Our sound is definitely evolving, so please: come out, lend us your ears, and enjoy our next show.

"I'm in a particularly forgiving mood for some reason, so I won't lambaste Foxes that Fight for describing themselves as "purveyors of the finest aural sex" on their MySpace site. Come on, dudes — leave the second-rate sex puns for third-rate frat-rock and cover bands. Besides, Foxes that Fight is neither, fleshing out their dark two-tone ska with some nifty progressive flashes, mixing in funk, classic rock, Latin jazz and, yes, even a little emo for some added kick. Think a more rocking Tom Ze or a decidedly less masturbatory Mars Volta and you're halfway there."
P. Wall [Free Times]

"So...System of a Down meets mariachi meets Depeche Mode meets Hooverphonic on Red Bull w/ a slight nod to the Dream Theater boys and PFunk... String theory rocks - well done."
Gary Beckman, Ph.D. [Professor of Musicology]

"Like sands through the hourglass, so have white suburbanite boys always stolen the musics of poor black men. Even at their worst, rock and rap have proved infinitely better aesthetic booty than ska could ever hope to be. (Well, at least those flavors favored by white suburbia anyways.) But the canids at war on this, their eponymous debut, don’t play the kind of ska that ends up on Pac Sun compilations and soundtracks to Amy Heckerling movies. No, there’s more grit, more grime and hence more legitimacy here — as if Bad Brains had bartered with Hepcat in lieu of payment to ... uh ... finish. And when these five guys do steal — like from Ray Parker Jr. on “Ghosts” — it’s decidedly more tongue-in-cheek than divide-and-conquer."
L. Young [Free Times]

.. SHOT DOWN It's been a long time since you came around Talking fast, acting like things never slowed down Honey, oh have I got news for you Don't play that bullshit game with me Saying you were foolish, we were meant to be There couldn't be a more perfect time For my storm Every whore, she's got her story Pushing until out that door he Threw her like the piece of meat she was So now little girl won't you dry those tears now No they won't do you no good anyhow I won't notice when you're crying In the rain Shot down, no signs of stopping How long will you be dropping? Take another drag from your pack of lies Look up, you'll see me waving Goodnight, this day's amazing Please don't reach your hand to mine Quietly I sit and listen Soaking wet your body glistens Thinking that your safe from outside Conveniently your top cut low its Begging strong for me to notice All I need to see on you is, In your eyes Only for a thousand years I've tried to comfort you What a fond, fond farewell. Cheers. To the truth. This night is mine DANCE OF THE DEAD Now I've finally hit the floor But me, with no one to dance with I don't know what's in store Now we're moving right along at a heinous pace All that once defined me is becoming erased Oh, this serpent squeeze with a shock-tongue grip But an army waits behind my eyelids All eyes on me 'til they start to bleed Seems on failure they like to feed But still a bass kick brings that knee-jerk back Songs change to fast for me to react Around, aren't we having fun These steps under loaded shotgun All through the motions with feet of lead Hopelessly stomping the dance of the dead No one ever asked me if I'd Like to be part of this crippled choreography Please get the fuck out of my way Oh, God knows I've got advisers in spades Searching desperately inside my sleeves But all I can do is pray for relief ARTIFICIALLY FREE Elevated, nasty sea of wide-eyed grins But burning stares won't reveal what her secret is Spinning 'round like her top coming off again Prey on pretty pockets pick a portal to a perfect life But silk ties and suits are most in need of a dash of spice Peeling bills from a fold like her clothes from she He comes with coffee looking for a little cream We all need to dream of getting out This godforsakin money's got a hold on me We cater to vices to support our own In another ear she moans C'mon, c'mon stick a fork in her she's done Before you know she's got your wallet on the run It's hard to judge when we got the lights down low But easy, easy, just drink up your mind up slow Pour two, pour three, pour more for me I'll slide you down Dressed to the T, I'm feeling free Spin around, fake a sound Float in the sea, of green You'll be, artificially free Come with me, create Harmony RENAISSANCE I light up a cigarette before a long walk home It's that same old story, when I'm so in love She leaves me all alone But I thought I had it right this time Gave my body, my heart, and my mind Well maybe it wasn't meant to be But is there anybody left out there for me The moonlight casts a calming glow all along this city street A broken track of what went wrong, in my head stuck on repeat Well, darling won't you stay awhile and sit with me But no, your words still echo true, they tell me: This is how it has to be Darling, don't you know I'd go to the stars with you Feelings, of passion now confined to solitude But you just shrug me off without a second glance or tear And, what I heard from you tonight has brought to life my greatest fear Seems time for a renaissance To change my pace at any cost Cause I've been playing the fool for far too long Thinking I needed someone to make me strong Feeling as I've wasted so much time longing for you But oh, my eyes are open now, I Never needed her to get me through BRIGHT SUMMER NIGHT Red light in the city, and a green light in her mind If we wait another hour, it'll be just the right time There's a smile on her face now, and a fire in her eye Oh, she hungers with such and appetite I know that soon she'll be mine What's the status now, she's on the prowl A want becomes a need Oh, she rips into me with the claws of her mind And upon my lips she feed Shake, shake grow strong, breathe in Hands to my back now Chest pressed to mine, give in I'll make it right I don't know how I can survive, you with that look in your eye Thoughts and dreams now Spread their wings and begin to take flight You'll amaze me somehow Things, I swear, straight out of a dream The time is right now Lay back, cause it's a bright summer night My hands are in her hair now Her breath it feels so sweet Just close your eyes, let tension rise There's no need to speak El Toro I'm waking up as the matador steps out It's another day, another dollar for us both But now the 'dor is never knowing if he'll come out alive ...I guess I've felt that way too sometimes Beast is out, palms all asweat Rush 3, and 4, haven't fallen yet Come hold me fast, I'm stumbling around I'm losing myself, help fight the crowd When the bull has got you by the horns You can't fight it, there's nothing to do The only thing that can loosen it's grip Is if I could feel the nearness of you The bull has got me ..

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..FTF has played at these fine venues:..
Ground Zero
Spartanburg, SC
New Brookland Tavern
Columbia, SC
The Milestone
Charlotte, NC
Headliners
Columbia, SC
USC: Russell House
Columbia, SC
..Lucky's Pub
Wilmington, NC
The Brewery
Raleigh, NC
Memories Lounge
Pawley's Island, SC
Rider's Lounge
Hilton Head, SC
Apex
Statesboro, GA
Harper's Restaurant
Columbia, SC
Tremont Music Hall
Charlotte, NC
Art Bar
Columbia, SC
Johnson's Pub
Charleston, SC