Album Review: Fake Yoga by Foxymorons

While some might assume that The Foxymorons fall under the power-pop banner, the truth is, there’s no musical tag that’s readily made for them. Even after repeated listens, their sound and set-ups seem to defy any sort of easy identification. Though they’ve been friends from their school days, David Dewese and Jerry James come across as an unlikely duo, even after five full-length albums, each boasting a sound that’s as confounding as their handle otherwise implies.

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The Foxymorons is a terrible pun and an even worse band name. It’s also entirely forgivable, considering that the Texan duo — made up of childhood friends Jerry James and David Dewese — were in their early 20s when they came up with it back in 1994. That puts them both somewhere in their 40s these days, not that you’d know that from a cursory listen of their fifth LP, Fake Yoga.

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It’s natural to assume that bands like the Foxymorons will naturally fall under some sort of power pop banner, if for no other reason than there’s no other musical tag with which to readily identify them. Still, their sound and set-up defy any easy identification. Childhood friends David Dewese and Jerry James have maintained a reliable relationship that’s grown to encompasses five full-length albums and a musical soundscape that’s as elusive as their name implies.

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Ten years ago, on their third and so far still best album, Hesitation Eyes, the Foxymorons tucked a brief blast of joyous fuzz in at the end of the disc. This three minute block of garage-rocking lo-fi that was at odds with the rest of the album’s rueful indie-pop, full of buzz and dissonance, and it might have seemed like a throwaway, except that it was title song. Now two records later, the long-distance duo of Jerry James and Dave DeWeese (James in a Dallas suburb, DeWeese in Nashville) have made a whole album out of these songs.

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