There’s nothing immediately remarkable about New York’s Finding Fiction. All four members sport the requisite indie outerwear, including dopey hats tugged down on toussled hair and lackadaisical candid shots. Lead singer Mario Santana shamelessly admits that he writes songs by sitting in front of his “Macbook at 3 a.m. noodling out guitar licks and piecing together witty lines from some book [he’s] reading at the time.” If Gen Y died en masse, Santana’s PR quips would serve as the entire generation’s epitaph. Luckily for Finding Fiction and its H Street audience, there’s something worth listening to underneath that trendy wrapping: a pleasant anesthetic made from shoegaze, grunge, and Sunny Day Real Estate–era emo. That the band remains accessible despite its disparate influences makes it a rare dingy in a sea of artists who’d rather drown in their own noise than be too easily understood.
FINDING FICTION PERFORMS THURSDAY, FEB. 12, AT THE RED AND THE BLACK, 1212 H ST. NE. $6. (202) 399-3201.