Boy In Progress
Watch out for the kids. They're OK. But at the same time they're wailing on about another crisis. Not a zit remedy issue, but something much more dire. Riots in stone-hearted streets and large-scale economic woes. Or just serious first degree GF/BF/BBF/YOLO problems. And whilst bashfully described by one of it's members as "[just] silly pop jams", Phobiac spark a fantastic balance between these emotional turning circles and unashamed, toe-tapping purity. "Innocence" as a descriptor prompts questions of vulnerability and there's really none of that here, just wide-eyed big picture focus and a familiar path trace-over. And sure, it would be easy enough for me to sit them down, pull on my gramp pants again and inform them it's all been done before, tell them about My Day and when Indie wasn't a genre. Back when there was nothing wrong with silliness or pop or jam. And melting them all together was just called a Paper Scissors Club 77 Sandwich. And we all ate them in the Sandwich Club and didn't even complain a bit about the poor selection of $8.50 goon wine we were offered to wash them down. But, you know what, I think Phobiac already know exactly what they're doing.
Phobiac are launching their new EP, All Boys, tonight at Oxford Art Factory with help from Sweet Teeth, Sky Squadron and F'Tang. Listen to the whole EP here and/or buy it physically tonight at the show and/or (presumably) throw some Paypal dollars at an online download from next week.