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Faux Jean

By David Hansen

Published on March 13, 2008 at 3:20am

All skinny ties and tailored trousers, Faux Jean are perpetually prepared for any photo op they may come across on their way from the Triple Rock to the Turf Club. How those English accents found their way to the Gopher State is anyone's guess, but a minor Anglo affectation hasn't kept the six-piece from being one of the most infectious local bands ever to spell color with a "u." With a pop sensibility well-informed by the chrome and suede days of Warhol's factory and London's swinging '60s, Matty Schneider's snotty croon and Al Weier's detuned heroin strum give us a good idea of how Lou Reed and John Cale might have looked in Versace. No need to fret if you forgot to roll out the red carpet for tonight's show at the Uptown—in all likelihood, Faux Jean brought their own.
Sat., March 15, 9 p.m., 2008