There are rock stars, and then there are ROCK STARS, and with their swaggering new album, the once-genteel Mumford & Sons clearly aspire to join the pantheon of Golden Gods. "We've been itching to do something different," says Mumford.
A hangover-nursing English band seeking an oasis of quiet, clubby Britannia amid Los Angeles' hustle and sprawl could do worse than the Penthouse Bar at the West Hollywood Soho House on a Tuesday afternoon. Which might be why Mumford & Sons have encamped there during a visit that seems to make them all a little wary. "Whenever you hang out in a city, it starts seeping into you a bit," frontman Marcus Mumford, 28, says with a mischievous laugh. "That's why I don't like hanging out in L.A. for too long."