Skeletons | Theater Critic's Choice | Chicago Reader

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The Skeletons play a benign, deeply pleasurable form of what can only be called good old rock 'n' roll: a dreamy mixture of R & B and pop that calls up the ghosts of everyone from the Swingin' Medallions ("Double Shot of My Baby's Love") and Elvis to the Beach Boys and the Mamas and the Papas. Of course, they're not kids; to make that they do relevant, they painstakingly plumb a distorted nostalgia that at once celebrates the past even while briskly acknowledging its passing. It's difficult to pull off, but they do it perfectly, as on the percolating "Trans Am": "I know they're not as fast as they used to be / And they use up a lot of gas / But there's so much more traffic now / That I've just got to pass." Live, they wield the Farfisa as a blunt instrument even as they salute their forebears: Peter, Paul, and Mary, Gram Parsons, and, yes, Sonny Bono. Worth seeing. Saturday, 11 PM, Cabaret Metro, 3730 N. Clark; 549-0203.

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