In interviews, the members of Phox have a conversational style that reflects the Wisconsin band’s music—it’s playful and thoughtful, serious in its ambitions, but seriously fun when all is said and done. With folk-like delicacy, jazz-like precision and a very indie sense of irreverence, the group’s self-titled Partisan debut is one of the best underground-pop records of the year. These high-school friends will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new feature on them.
Actually, I haven’t read the Camus book. It’s referenced in a song by a friend of ours by the name of J.E. Sunde. “Roll that boulder like Camus would do.” I actually Googled it like “Camoo,” so there’s that. But The Myth Of Sisyphus came up, of course, and the notion of working for the glory of the chore stuck in my noggin.
As for the so-named Sufjan/Son Lux/Serengeti collaboration, they completed the writing and recording of their self-titled release at the behest of a fine-art commission and in no time at all. The glory of the chore. Their craft bewilders me, as even side project sketches are still as advanced and layered as it gets.
