A young messenger, dressed in medieval garb, was found unconscious at the portcullis of Fauxtown HQ.  A typical day in the tri-city area, it was snowing and the roads were bad.  The weary traveller had arrived prior to sunrise, and was quickly ushered inside when Fauxtown opened up its offices at their typical arrival time of 2:45pm.  He was given a mug of hot chocolate, and allowed to recuperate on the Brown Couch of Leisure.  His feathered cap layered thick with snow and his puffy pants soaked through, he eventually hobbled up to the secretary and handed him a sealed piece of parchment.  “Quite a storm out there.  Take this, I must be off!”

The parchment handed over contained the details of this new alliance…

“Grand River Orchestra, a Cambridge band known for their dense, textured sound and soulful jams, is now a part of the Fauxtown label,” read the parchment, “Look for them coming to rock a venue near you, and the release of an album in the near future!”

WELCOME GRAND RIVER ORCHESTRA!