These songs are a knife in your heart; irrational revolution leaving crumbling ruins. Gothic-art rock rebels from neo-depression era Chicago: The Walking Shadows. Obsessed with Shakespeare, Ovid, and ex-lovers, the Walking Shadows scream their abashed poetics with a dark mythos that haunts you like doomy guitars and all your favorite demons. Their abrasive verse—“This is not poetry, because you’re not that pretty”—will move you to uneasiness and scare you because the music is giving you every reason to sing along.
The Walking Shadows play their collection of horror stories and love songs with high energy and high gain. Craig Winston, the band’s gaunt and towering axe-man, with his brooding bass voice, is already being hailed by bloggers as a guitar hero and captivating front-man. Across the stage he is mirrored by his identical twin and keyboardist, Mark Winston, who rocks and sways with the sound of his synths. John Sturm's drums thunder with Adam Hubbell's bass giving the Shadows their tightly knit live sound.
I love it. They're at the Kitty Cat Klub in Dinkytown (which used to host jazz but never does anymore) on August 20, 10 p.m.