Titus Andronicus pens desperate caterwauling stadium punk that steamrolls over everything in its path. And by that description you might think this band cares nothing for nuance, but there are subtleties buried in the layers of guitars fighting their way to singe your eyebrows clean off your head. They're opening for country-punkers (although that description doesn't really do 'em justice) Lucero -- who always draw a large Chicago crowd, so get there early and secure a sweet spot in which to not-so-gently rock.
