Bodeco | Theater Critic's Choice | Chicago Reader
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When Bodeco's Ricky Feather grasps his guitar and hunches over the mike like a pro wrestler waiting for his opponent, his band becomes something more than a hell-bent, primitive rock 'n' roll combo. Feather doesn't just inhabit the group's primordial grooves--a seething mix of bluesy Bo Diddley rhythms and swampy white-trash guitar undulations--he's possessed by them. He doesn't get too wild or ferocious, but his bizarre determination takes on an intractable force. Swaddled in manic guitars and rhythms subversive enough to serve Satan, his small voice rises to an oddly impenetrable, persuasive croak. Former Eleventh Dream Day guitarist Wink O'Bannon peels off the occasional spare, booze-sopped lead, while the percolating rhythm section--drummer Brian Burkett, percussionist Gary Stillwell, and stand-up bassist Jimmy Brown--plays the part of shaman. The band's new album Callin' All Dogs (Safe House) captures their intense live energy better than any of their other records, but there's still no substitute for catching these Louisville hicks in the flesh. Freakwater, who have a new album due out this fall, headline. Friday, 10 PM, Empty Bottle, 1035 N. Western; 276-3600.

Art accompanying story in printed newspaper (not available in this archive): Photo/Fred Klein.

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