{"id":959,"date":"2024-03-22T18:57:00","date_gmt":"2024-03-22T23:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/occulturalcontext\/?p=959"},"modified":"2024-03-23T09:58:00","modified_gmt":"2024-03-23T14:58:00","slug":"raising-a-little-hell-with-twin-temple","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/occulturalcontext\/2024\/03\/raising-a-little-hell-with-twin-temple\/","title":{"rendered":"Raising a Little Hell with Twin Temple"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>
Recently, my partner, who is a burlesque performer and producer, took me with her to a concert here in Chicago, to see a band I had never heard of. This is unusual for us. Since I\u2019m a musician, I\u2019m usually the one taking her to shows to introduce her to bands I\u2019ve been listening to for decades. But she was a huge fan, apparently, of this band that\u2019s only been around a few years. The band was Twin Temple and the music was rock n\u2019 roll. And I mean 50s\/early 60s era doo-wop and shimmy and shake. But when the rafters of the Metro, a Chicago venue I\u2019ve frequented for live shows since I first moved here in the early 90s, shook with the crowd yelling \u201cHail, Satan!\u201d along with the band, I knew something was a little different. This wasn\u2019t your grandparents\u2019 rock n\u2019 roll. Or was it?<\/p>\n
Twin Temple\u2019s latest album, God is Dead.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n