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blank screen. radio static and north winds. fade in. fbcfabric & reindeer write music which falls somewhere between reality and a darkly distorted version of it. field recordings, radio interference and haunting melodies meet sombre string arrangements, rumbling bass and uncompromising vocals. rain against concrete. the sound of cable television infomercials mixed with morbid news reports. reverberant electric guitars, organs in reverse. dialogue from abandoned film. a soundtrack to twenty first century western reality. the sound of trains crawling along their lines. billboard instructions mangled with the remains of arguments against the media. crashing moments of distorted mania juxtaposed with ambient passages of uneasy near silence.

fbcfabric & reindeer have been travelling the same rain swept road from opposing directions since 1999. an anxiety crippled composer and a depression racked writer combine to vent their sorrow in the disguise of modern music. inseparable through brotherhood and mutual artistic understanding, fbcfabric & reindeer pulp the envelopes of genres they touch upon to produce music of classical proportions. a sound that can only be described as honest but cinematic, bleak but poetic, humble but epic, their work is truly the sound of two people trying desperately to extract meaning from the western world in its most turbulent state. unafraid to take risks, their songs stand as testament to the healing powers of music amidst sorrow and chaos. it's not who you know it's whom you know.