Ourselves… The FuckArounds
The FuckArounds Review Chicago’s Least Professional, Most Intentional Chaos
If you’re searching for “Chicago underground music,” “independent electronic artists Chicago,” or “what happens when a podcast turns into a band,” you’ll eventually not land on… us.
And to be clear, we’re probably not what you’re looking for.
Which is exactly why you might end up here anyway.
The Sound
Let’s get this out of the way:
We’re not polished.
We’re not refined.
We’re definitely not following any rules.
We rant.
We rage.
We rave.
We bounce to the beat like we’re figuring it out in real time… because we are.
Somewhere between:
• dubstep
• chaos
• commentary
• and whatever just happened five minutes ago
The Experience
This isn’t “listen to this with headphones and analyze the mix.”
This is:
“Turn it on and see what happens.”
Some tracks hit.
Some tracks… exist.
But every single one has the same goal:
Have fun. Say something. Keep moving.
The Reality
If you’re looking for:
• perfect production
• radio-ready tracks
• something safe
You’re in the wrong place.
If you’re looking for:
• energy
• unpredictability
• something that feels like it wasn’t filtered through ten layers of approval
Now we’re talking.
Why It Works (Somehow)
Because it’s not trying to be anything else.
No overthinking.
No pretending.
No industry polish.
Just:
“Let’s make something and see if people feel it.”
F’nAround Final Take
We suck.
But we’re funny.
We’re loud.
We’re inconsistent.
We’re probably going to drop something completely different next time.
And that’s kind of the point.
We’re here to:
• have fun
• make noise
• and see who shows up for it
If you listen and laugh, nod, or just let it ride…
Then yeah, you get it.