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"This is Fancy - Review"

A quick glance at the song titles suggests the mission: “No One’s Fucking to the Radio”, “Hello, From Eastern Europe”, “Astronaut Love Triangle”. The Streets on Fire would like to occupy the same hard rock/dancehall/humor territory covered by, say, Electric Six, but they lack the latter’s vocals and musical chops. This isn’t to say there aren’t good songs here: the first two listed above are propulsively raucous, as are the lumpen “Fancy” and the peppy “Color/Stereo”. The basic mix of two guitars/bass/drums/vocalist gets the job done more often than not, but the band is hampered by a tendency to break things off too fast—songs like “The Basement”, “Five” and “Betty” aren’t much more than fragments. Other songs suffer from the mistaken notion that shrieking the same thing over and over will result in humorous good times for all. (I’m looking at you, “Astronaut Love Triangle.”) Worst of all, the mix is needlessly muddy, with distorted vocals getting lost in a sea of swampy guitar and murky rhythms. Definitely some keepers here, but guys, get a different engineer next time. - PopMatters

"This is Fancy - Review"

Let me put it to you this way: if I were throwing a party in my grandmother’s basement, I’d play This Is Fancy at maximum volume for the entire duration, with the possible exception of a couple slow dances set to pre-Saturday Night Fever Bee Gees. But, yeah, this would be the main course, because Chicago’s the Streets On Fire are putting it to us in an old-fashioned way, making obnoxious, scuzzy dance rock that looks backward to analog recording equipment and real rock ‘n’ roll instruments without ever once apologizing for the racket. It’s hot shit, etc.

The press release tells me these guys are more “collective” than “band,” but they sound like a band – you can hear the sweaty chemistry in every note they squeeze out. If you want an approximation of their sound, think “The Bravery, if the Bravery were any good.” The general aesthetic can be summed up in one word: sleaze. Hell, the album starts with a song called “Nobody’s Fucking To The Radio” that will make you want to grab your significant other and drop trou on the spot. The sound is sexy because it’s muscley without getting dense – there’s plenty of air circulating, no matter how much distortion they slap on the guitar.

The lyrics approach perfection in their dumb simplicity: “Hey Lou, what you got in that bag?” goes one chorus, ad infinitum, until you’re doing Jersey Shore fist bumps in your office chair. “Fancy” is the record’s centerpiece, a stripped down nü-bluez stomper that recalls the White Stripes but beats them at their own game with ghostly background harmonies and positively thunderous handclaps – this is the kind of arrangement Jack White used to dream up, before he went soft from one (or two) too many side projects. It’s the kind of song that you drunkenly decide your neighbors really need to hear at 1am.

I’ll admit: I had reservations about the Streets On Fire. Could a record this janky, greasy, and outright fun be any good for me? Probably not. It’s an indulgence, like the deep dish pizza of the band’s hometown. If you don’t mind getting your hands dirty, This Is Fancy could become one of your go-to spins when the chips are down and it’s time to fuck shit up - Assault

"This is Fancy - Blog Post"

Apparently No One’s Fucking To The Radio according to Chicago’s deranged retro-rockers The Streets On Fire.

This is the taster from their forthcoming (and first full-length) album This Is Fancy due out in July. While it reminds us of everything from Iggy to Gang of Four by way of The Kills, it has enough identity and confidence to stand on its own two feet, and it is armed with a pneumatic riff that will take on all-comers in the moshpit.

In fact the album is chock full of similar dirty riffs, pounding drums and howling vocals. It is furious, raw, raggedy-assed rock and roll that leaves you with a big smile on your face, grease on your hands, and sweat dripping from the walls. And sometimes that’s just what the doctor ordered.

Keep an eye on these guys! - The Mad Mackerel

"This is Fancy - Album Preview"

Referring to themselves as more of a collective than a band, The Streets On Fire members bring a unique set of experiences and influences. Says lead singer Chadwick, “We like to pull from infinite sources, from CB radios, to the way girls danced in the 80s, to the way people walked in the 70s.” Humor, diverse roots and the quest for a good time define the group. “We all like to dance” says Chadwick.

On July 20th, The Streets on Fire present their first full-length album, This is Fancy. Recorded over the course of four days with the help of friends at Woohoo Studios, the band kept a foot in the past using analog recording gear and tracking to a 1” 8-track MCI tape machine. Mixed by Alex Gross at Chicago’s famed Studio 11 and with the mastering touch of Shellac’s Bob Weston, the result is a decadently tattered, high-energy sound with a retro-aesthetic appeal.

Post punk with a bit of rock and roll thrown in, the take the past and strangle it, wring it, and rob it of everything it's worth and then chuck it aside. They then take all that mash it together with a bit of Gang of Four and come up with something that's theirs. Angular, raw, and speedy, these guys hurry their way through songs as if someone was out to get them. This is Fancy sounds like its going to be a paranoid delight...until that record escapes enjoy the single below... - The Pop! Stereo

"This is Fancy - Review"

This Chicago band made several local publications "bands to watch" lists early this year and after checking out their debut This Is Fancy, you will know why. Their post-punk sound is dirty, grinding, guitar driven and an outright 30 minutes of fun. Lead singer Chadwick's grooving howl is both out front and sometimes muffled but is consistently a force to reckon with, as his swagger sells each song, while he pushes them into your head. The band also shines on the perfectly titled instrumental "Chadwick Shut Up" and overall provides a constant forward mix that sounds both progressive and very Chicago. This Is Fancy is anything but, as the record was recorded over the course of four days with the help of friends using analog recording gear and tracking to a 1” 8-track MCI tape machine. The album was mixed at Chicago’s famed Studio 11 and had the mastering touch of Shellac’s Bob Weston. All of this culminates into a record that has a surging pulse and memorable tracks plus at the end of the day can you really pass up the monkey cover? - The Fire Note

"This is Fancy - Review"

It’s time to grit your teeth, suck in your last bit of fresh air, and prepare to have the shit shook out of you through a drastic post-punk explosion. Chicago based band The Streets On Fire know how to have a good time. And their debut full length album This Is Fancy is a prime sample of what it means to be entirely out of control, yet perfectly sane enough to dance the night away to release all tension entirely.

As soon as the first track, “No One’s Fucking To The Radio” hits your ear drums, you will know instantly that you are in for something almost unforgettable. Raw, unadulterated, damn cool hysteria will shock your brain until you feel completely taken over by a feeling euphoric and basically unstoppable. And before you know it, you’re hearing the end of “Betty”, and the world just stops. You are left to ponder what the hell just happened to you. Isn’t it lovely when a good time havin’ group like this can completely take over your whole existence?

With touches of surf and old school rock n roll, The Streets On Fire bring a terrific new spin on the world of post punk. They have the lyrics of Robert Smith or Morrissey, but the energy of Henry Rollins before he became an intellectual film scholar. This Is Fancy is loud, arrogant, and at times a big disorienting. And that is just perfect! - FensePost

"This is Fancy - Review"

The Streets on Fire’s debut album, This Is Fancy, is a fun, gritty rock record which thankfully does not take itself too seriously. Just look at the lead-off track’s title, “No One’s Fucking to the Radio,” and you know you are in for a light-hearted, entertaining treat. It’s no wonder these guys are from Chicago, as they realize the necessary rock ‘n’ roll components for a good time.

“No One’s Fucking to the Radio” is the kind of in-your-face, lo-fi track that any band would kill for to start out their album. And hey, let’s admit, they’re only speaking the truth here. You’re not going to find much on your radio dial, unless we are talking about online radio, and in that case, the possibilities tend to feel like they are endless.

“Hello, From Eastern Europe,” while it may be a ridiculously-titled single, is a dark and broody track that evokes some of the harder rocking acts out of the ‘70s. While “Fancy” sounds like an undiscovered ‘60s garage rock track as distorted guitars fade in and out over pounding drums. “Color/Stereo” echoes with waves of guitars as distorted vocals swirl around.

The Streets On Fire are not messing around on This Is Fancy. This is straight-up, menacing rock. The band’s sound may lean towards the darker side of things, but on their raw debut album, The Streets On Fire still manage to have fun while rocking your face off. - Innocent Words

"This is Fancy - Review"

The Streets on Fire have made an overwhelming splash in the music scene with the release of their first full-length album This is Fancy, offering up songs brimming with energy and passion. It's the perfect collection of music for the everyday, angst-driven teenager with a hint of hipster trendiness. The album kicks off with a bang, offering up the brutally honest reminder to listeners that "No one's fucking to the radio." The song, very much like its title, is brash and unapologetic, pumping out gritty yet danceable music. The album continues with raw and hectic tracks full of excitement and emotion. There is a fantastic tone that lingers throughout the collection, full of anger and pulsing with lively zest.

The most notable track, however, is one that slows down the pace, pulling listeners off the dance floor and into a psychedelic trance. "Hello, From Easter Europe" is mesmerizing, opening with a soothingly repetitive bass-line and the heavy wailing of electric guitar. Although this track isn't quite as dance-heavy as the rest of the album, it is definitely the most complex, featuring the overwhelming strength of gritty instrumentals and restless vocals. All in all, the album was a fantastic balance of tempos, affording listeners the chance to move to the beat or just sit back and melt into the music. (The Currency Exchange Record Label) - Performer Magazine

"This is Fancy - Review"

The ironically titled “This is Fancy” by Chicago’s The Streets on Fire takes 60s garage punk, shakes it up with some angular Talking Heads and a measure of Franz Ferdinand, gives it all a savage twist and works it into a lo-fi fuzz-ball of high octane, mashed up dancehall mosh. Add to that a singer named Chadwick who sounds like he’s clawing at the walls of the panic room with just a fuzz-tone microphone to save him and what you end up with is a very agreeable noise indeed. Tunes such as “No One’s Fucking to the Radio”, “The Basement” and “Chadwick Shut-Up” post a pretty direct statement of intent that is the very antithesis of the album title. Slow it down just a tad and get it nice and moody and you get the cloying menace of “Hey Lou” and the desperately stalking “Hello from Eastern Europe”. Best of all though is the unhinged “Astronaut Love Triangle” on which Chadwick sounds like David Eugene Edwards might, were he to ever take a sharp left turn off the path of righteousness. Eleven tracks clocking in at 33 minutes suggests that there is very little waste here and that’s true enough. On first hearing this I had one small criticism which was that the album seemed to peak too early as a result of which there appeared to tread a bit of water towards the end. A subsequent listen reveals why every good album deserves at least two visits, but then this is more than just a good album - it really does impress from start to finish. Not only that but you just know that The Streets on Fire are going to be a live act you’d be loathe to miss. Catch them if you can, but in the meantime if you like your music short, loud and scuzzy and you only buy one album this month, then look no further. (Ian Fraser) - Terrascope

"This is Fancy - Review"

The Streets on Fire missed the dance-punk revival by some five or six years, about the ideal span to forget how tired everyone had become of the manic, pounding beats, the epileptic arm flailing, the hip-jutting, the tortured yelping, the relentless onslaught of hi-hat and bass. It's good timing on the part of this Chicago four-piece, because there was never anything wrong with this sound, not when it was done with conviction. The Streets on Fire have that in spades. It sounds like their hair really is on fire here on this debut, and that is always, always a good thing.

There are two killer songs on This Is Fancy. The opener, "No One's Fucking to the Radio," fuses new wave synths and scratchy guitars to rapid, ragged drumming. The distinctive element, here and elsewhere, is singer Chadwick's voice. There's an electric shock running through it, a desperate, nearly painful energy, as he urges us to "just toss those records out" repeatedly, at ever higher, more hysterical tones. It's an impressive, physically discomforting performance, something like Davey Henderson in the Fire Engines. "Astronaut Love Triangle," later on, is cut from the same manic cloth, riding a buzzing, subliminal bassline and a mess of clattery drums. The subject seems to be lust in space, a silly topic pursued with gleaming-eyed obsessiveness with a bit of foot fetish. "I can see your feet through your space boots/That means that all of you is mine" yelps Chadwick, and if he sees the humor in the line, you can't tell from his delivery.

Chadwick is the flashiest, most entertaining factor in This Is Fancy, but he's certainly not working alone. "Chadwick Shut Up!" allows a long, pedal-altered guitar solo to erupt out of its hard, rhythmic foundations, a bit of space rock wedged in a post-punk carryall. Things get even trippier in the long, psychedelic closer "Color/Stereo" and heavy, sludgy "Hello, From Eastern Europe." There's a blues influence, too, that brings to mind the UK's Archie Bronson Outfit, and comes out best in the complicatedly clapped, 12/8 circling of "Fancy," one of the disc's few unambiguous ballads.

Yet for the most part, Streets on Fire succeeds best when they rampage heedlessly over boxy, late-1970s beats, leaving just enough space for Chadwick to preen and pout and shock. There are not too many frontmen who can get away with lines like, "I told you once, I told you twice, I shake my finger, tell you nice...If not, I don't care, I'll pull down your underwear" (from "Chadwick Shut Up") and when they come along, you have to make the most of them. - Blurt

"CS Magazine's profile on Chadwick" - CS Magazine

"Hot Weekend Review"

"They have a retro feel and a diy attitude largely due to the old instruments and less than ideal practice space. They call their style “retro-contemporary with a danceable rock backbone”, but I just call it solid and dependable Chicago music." - The Deli Magazine - Chicago

"MOKB Post - This is Fancy"

Chicago’s The Streets On Fire have a new record. It’s their first full-length and it’s called This Is Fancy, which is ironic, because based upon what I’ve heard so far, it’s not fancy at all. It’s frayed and messy, even grating in a charming sort of way. But there’s nothing fancy about it. It sounds a little like The Fall back when Mark E. Smith still cared, or those great Factory records so many new bands try to copy, but never get quite right. It’s a little angry, but very exciting. On second thought, it’s more petulant than angry. Oh, and it makes you want to move. Not exactly dance, but move in a way that might attract attention and genuinely worry the people around you, who may even ask if you’re alright. You’ll tell them you’re fine, but they may try to give you juice and ask you to sit down for a moment. But you won’t want to sit. You’ll want to dance, or at least move in a rhythmic manner that approximates dancing. Which is appropriate when listening to This Is Fancy, which is the new record from The Streets On Fire. You know, that band from Chicago. - MOKB

"Magnet - MP3 at 3PM"

Chicago dance-punk rockers the Streets On Fire have just released their first album, This Is Fancy (Currency Exchange). The Streets On Fire debuted just last year with their well-received Hot Weekend EP, and they hope to keep that momentum going with This Is Fancy. First single “No One’s Fucking To The Radio” grabs your attention right from the get-go with its title. “No One’s Fucking To The Radio” is punk meets disco with a little old-fashioned rock thrown in for good measure. - Magnet

"This is Fancy - Review"

When crafting our Top 10 Chicago Bands To Watch In 2010 list, I made sure The Streets On Fire were included solely because I thoroughly enjoyed their debut EP Hot Weekend. Honestly, I had no idea what the band’s plan was for 2010, but luckily they’ve lived up to our hype with the release of their first full-length record This Is Fancy. Fancy finds the band expanding on the danceable, gritty post-punk of Hot Weekend, but they’ve definitely stepped up their game and sound much more focused on this record. But they also let their new material open up and breathe, giving Fancy much more atmosphere, mood and feeling than their previous effort, and that’s why This Is Fancy is one fun record.

While most of the time, it’s best for a band to try something different with a new album, the same can be said for bands trying to refine their sound from one album to the next. The Strokes did this with Room On Fire, while not drastically different from their debut, it was a very solid album and pushed them into super stardom in the early 2000’s. To a similar degree Pearl Jam has been doing this for most of their career – although some efforts more successful than others. That’s just two out of thousands of example and I’m definitely not comparing The Streets On Fire to those two bands. But the point I’m trying to make is that it’s okay for a band to sit and flesh out their sound than risk it all with a huge gamble (See MGMT).

Chicago’s The Streets On Fire indeed sit on their sound, and the result is the fiery, danceable and snarling This Is Fancy. No major leaps forward, no dips into the digital world, just passionate and frenzied post-punk. But this time we get 11 tracks rather than six, which was the max for Hot Weekend. And while Hot Weekend definitely did not sound rushed or unfocused, you can still hear some nerves of the band through your speakers or headphones. The EP was good, but it was obvious Hot Weekend was a first effort. Now with a full-length, The Streets On Fire have delved into more psychedelic leanings and open up the songs to more complex instrumentation.

“Hello, from Eastern Europe” is one track the encompasses everything right with This Is Fancy. It opens with a drowning bass line and ’60s psych-guitar swirls under what sounds like a man speaking in Russian. Then the song completely heads toward stoner-rock droning territory. It’s a different move for The Streets On Fire, but one that makes complete sense. Sure, it lacks the dance-y cymbal play they excel at, but it’s a hell of a lot more head-bobbing and devil-horns-to-the-sky than anything they’ve done before.

If “Hello, from Eastern Europe” had a foil on the record, it would be opener “No One’s Fucking To The Radio”, which features Warbling phased-out guitar and urgent drumming via Gabriel Palomo that hurdles the track through space as frontman Chadwick dementedly snarls, “No one’s fucking to the radio!” While not completely new, it’s a refinement of The Streets On Fire’s approach on Hot Weekend. The refinements might be subtle, but as the quote goes, and I’m certain the band would agree, “the devil is in the details.”

“Chadwick Shut Up!” offers a echo-y car chase riff over a energetic hi-hat tailspin. Bassist Sebastian Brzek shakes the walls in the dark new-wave number “Astronaut Love Triangle” that sometimes even encroaches on Bowie glam rock territory. “Fancy” is a slow-lurching waltz that really comes into it’s own as Chadwick rambles his way through until a massive classic rock howl bring things to a new level. It’s quite a heavy song more in attitude than in sound, but that’s why it works.

And if I could pull a comparison from current sports culture: If The Streets On Fire were a basketball team and guitarist Yuri Alexander was a free agent, they should offer him a multi-million dollar immediately. Seriously, the man is on fire on Fancy. His guitar lines really make the songs come alive because of his awareness. He seems to know when to pull back, when to add more, when to make the guitar sound more like a noise machine and when to make the guitar sounds like an angular jackhammer. Don’t believe me? Just check out the second half “Color Stereo” in which Alexander does some awesome theremin-esque noodling.

On This Is Fancy, The Streets On Fire come along way in that they’ve seemed to really find their sound. Plus, the record is also quite an achievement as it actually sounds like a complete album, which is something most up-and-coming local bands tend to shy away from in order to release singles or brief EPs instead of a seemingly intimidating full-length. While Hot Weekend was the crazed drunk Saturday night party album, This Is Fancy just might be the week-long bender with a side of hallucinogens thrown in for good measure. - Loud Loop Press

"This is Fancy - Review"

Not to be mistaken for British rapper The Streets (aka Mike Skinner) engulfed in flames, The Streets on Fire is a Chicago band that ignites a different kind of inferno altogether. With its lo-fi garage rock, The Streets on Fire slink around like The Cramps, jumps out of its own skin like The Stooges and fires up a post-punk dance rock frenzy similar to that of Talking Heads.

Though the most obvious contemporary comparison for this band would be Joy Division-worshipping Interpol, The Streets on Fire's retro sound is informed by more than just a handful of '60s and '70s acts on its debut full length This is Fancy. Far from fancy, the album sounds like it could easily have been found in a musty old attic or basement and, after the dust had been blown off, placed on the turntable, warped from years of neglect.

While songs such the lead track "No One's Fucking to the Radio" could definitely have come from a bygone era of rock 'n' roll, they're also progressive enough (at least in the current indie rock climate) to become the next wave of underground dance rock. Oddly, as much as The Streets on Fire are fueled by artists from decades ago, they also have some kindred spirits in today's rock scene (many of which are local).

"The Basement," with its distorted Lux Interior-like vocals and eerily driving tempo, sounds an awful lot like Atlanta's Can!!Can while the almost futuristic dance number "Astronaut Love Triangle" could easily have been written by local electro-rock band Attention System. And "That's Hard to Find," another one with a driving dance beat, has the silly swagger and catchiness of Judi Chicago.

A few songs, such as "Fancy" and "Five," sound a bit like Marilyn Manson when he abandons the industrial rock aggression for a more psyched-out sound. And "Color/Stereo" shows The Streets on Fire completely delving into a psychedelic freak out.

All comparisons aside, This is Fancy is an impressive debut from a band that lights the fuse between rocks past and future. - Stomp and Stammer

"Featured Artist for DEW Tour Chicago" - Alli Sports Mt Dew Tour

"#4 on Top 5 Musical Hidden Gems of 2009"

Selected as the number 4 hidden gem of 2009. - HEAVE media

"Hot Weekend Review"

(Hot Weekend) a lo-fi garage-dance-post punk hybrid that's down-and-dirty yet accessible in all the right places, brimming with energy and rock 'n' roll swagger. - Windy City Rock

"Hot Weekend Review"

"....this record is one of the more exciting debuts from a Chicago group released in the last year. The Streets On Fire pull no punches and offer the listener something new and yet nostalgic in it’s retro-playfulness. Hot Weekend is fast, furious and unabashedly twisted." - Loud Loop Press

"Hot Weekend Review - Rock Sellout"

"Their new album "Hot Weekend" is like a firey sermon given by Eli Sunday about the truths of Rock N Roll. Lead singer Chadwick passes around the plate and until you give it your all with him, he is going to burn this mother down." - Rock Sellout

"Hot Weekend Review"

"Hot Weekend", the latest from Chicago rockers The Streets On Fire layers disco beats somewhat neatly with the band's punk roots making the record a hard one not to just keep on repeat. The focus is gritty electric, with vocals that sound personal and music that brims with Chicago's past and future rock sounds. Is it possible to be low-fi, aggressive and danceable at the same time? These guys pull it off with the assurance that their sound is anything but predictable, more of a rock-stew of underground that cooks to unbalanced rightness. - Theft Liable to Prosecution

"IndieBall Post"

The Streets On Fire are all swagger and punk spirit, combining irresistible hooks with tortured yelps and shouts. The band is from the great state of Illinois, but sounds more like London circa the best years of the Clash and the Sex Pistols. To paraphrase Soul Coughing, The Streets is Chicago, is not Chicago. It’s rare for me to hear a new band - particularly with this sort of raw, unpolished feel - and get really excited. To know a group will go far and fast is a thrill; to pass them on is a pleasure. This is pure rock and roll, kids. Listen and enjoy. - Http://

"Hot Weekend Review - HEAVE"

...The beginning of “We Play With Tigers” seems to exemplify the album title. If I ever find myself taking the stage during amateur night at one of the many strip clubs I frequent, you better believe I’m going to take a copy of this song and demand they play it. It’s sexy and gritty, without crossing the line into corny and gratuitous. - HEAVE media


Hot Weekend, 2009
This is Fancy, 2010 - 8 Weeks on CMJ Top 200



With a growing loyal fan base and a reputation for keeping the dance floor moving, The Streets On Fire has been rocking Chicago venues the Metro, Double Door,Debonair, and Empty Bottle and was recently featured on WLUW’s Razor and Die
show as well as Chicago radio XRT and Q101.

Their debut EP, 2009's Hot Weekend, has gained rapid attention in the Chicago music scene.

Says Loud Loop Press, "Hot Weekend is nearly unclassifiable. . . The Streets On Fire pull no punches and offer the listener something new and yet nostalgic in its retro-playfulness. Hot Weekend is fast, furious and unabashedly twisted."

Windy City Rock called Hot Weekend a "lo-fi garage-dance-post punk hybrid that's down-and-dirty yet accessible in all the right places, brimming with energy and rock 'n' roll swagger."

Referring to themselves as more of a collective than a band, members bring a unique set of experiences and influences. Says lead singer Chadwick, "We like to pull from infinite sources, from CB radios, to the way girls danced in the 80s, to the way people walked in the 70s.” Humor, diverse roots and the quest for a good time define the group. "We all like to dance" says Chadwick.

"Like a fiery sermon given by Eli Sunday about the truths of Rock N Roll. Lead singer Chadwick passes around the plate and until you give it your all with him, he is going to burn this mother down." says Rock Sellout.

On July 20th, The Street On Fire present their first full-length album, This is Fancy. Recorded over the course of four days with the help of friends at Woohoo Studios, the band kept a foot in the past using analog recording gear and tracking to a 1” 8-track MCI tape machine. Mixed by Alex Gross at Chicago’s famed Studio
11 and with the mastering touch of Shellac’s Bob Weston, the result is a decadently tattered, high-energy sound with a retro-aesthetic appeal.

This Is Fancy promises to be the evolution of a new, brash and unclassifiable sound that can only be called The Streets On Fire.