Chicago’s Tight Phantomz deliver all the supplies needed for a killer party: big riffs, intense choruses, song titles like “Power Tramp” and a couple of kegs (hopefully). Rowdy, rambunctious and totally “in my face,” Tight Phantomz is borderline punishing, with piercing distortion and guitar tone as heavy as a punch to the face. Frontman Mike Lust is, by himself, worth the price of admission, a total old-school showman, working the crowd like it’s Madison Square Garden instead of The Hideout, and employing leg kicks and that “quickly throw your body backwards on a particularly heavy riff” rock move that I doubt has been seen since the 1980s. The guy just flat out moves like he has authority from the heavens, and it’s awesome to behold, especially when the soundtrack fits the attitude. It’s not my prerogative to make empirical claims about musical tastes, but if you don’t enjoy Tight Phantomz, then you don’t like rock music. That’s just a fact. (Andy Seifert)
September 25 at Hideout, 1354 W. Wabansia, (773)227-4433, 10pm. $8.