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"Love Stinks... yeah, yeah"
Heartbreak is a strange and complicated enough thing to deal with on its own. There are a bevy of raw emotions it brings tumbling forth. It sends even the most level-headed among us down some strange paths - towards some odd decisions. All that happens in the aftermath seems magnified to the nth degree.
So, what to do when your ex forms a band with someone else's ex?
Naturally, you call that 'someone else' up... and form a new band of your own.
Well, that's how it started anyhow. Alicia Gbur and Christian Doble traded post-breakup wallowing for an outlet of creative productivity by joining forces with friends Matt Rickle and Mike Spence - as well as each other - in a time they usually would have reserved for sleepless nights and regrettable text messages. And thus, FAWN was born a band not necessarily defined by heartbreak, but undeniably inspired by it.
From the heart of the ever-budding Detroit Music Scene, the band's members are no strangers to rock-as-release endeavors - having had prominent roles in such diverse acts as Kiddo, The Von Bondies, Thunderbirds are Now!, Javelins, and Those Transatlantics. They come bearing gifts of day-dreams-in-ripped-jeans anthems alongside spunky, angular beats and boy/girl harmonies sung with poise and fervor. While referential lines may be drawn from FAWN to slew of 90's touchstones (The Jesus & Mary Chain, The Breeders, Juliana Hatfielt) or the modern day slacker-rock of Yuck or Surfer Blood, it is not simply an exercise in brooding nostalgia.
The quartet evokes a certain undeniable positivity even when the cadence of the melodies start to go to a more somber place. It's the kind of music to blast with your car windows open immediately after quitting your job at the mall. FAWN masters the art of mature indie-pop while still winking and letting you know everything is going to be okay; it's is an express elevator out of 'the dumps.'