By
Vanita Salisbury
April 28, 2008
There’s been crazy hype surrounding Oxford math rockers Foals and their new album Antidotes, which is unusual for an electro-pop band given the current ubiquity of the genre. But last Thursday at Bowery Ballroom, the good words were justified given the frenetic performance of scrappy but deadpan frontman Yannis Philippakis. He clutched his guitar close, elbow crooked, and manically pigeon-bobbed his neck to the beat. He banged the hell out of his drum during “Electric Bloom,” then hopped off stage and plowed through the dancing crowd like an Energizer bunny with drumsticks in hand, his wisp of art-school bangs flopping in his face.
