On a frigid Tuesday night, the Hideout in Chicago was alive with warmth, laughter, and hot chocolate as The Faux Paws delivered a performance that felt equal parts intimate gathering and unrestrained celebration. Folk, Contra Dance, and Celtic influences collided with modern flair, making it a night to remember for every swaying body and clapping hand in the room.

From Alaska to Chicago: Ava’s Endearing Opener

What can I say about the Faux Paws? Well, the new album takes you through the countryside down to the heart of the jazz scene and back to the serene Katy Hill. It’s got all the clever charm of an indie rom-com, all the allure of Kermit the Frog, and all the hot fun of New Orleans wrapped into one tiny bluegrass package.