After a 30-year hiatus, the Chicago rock band ONO is back. Lead singer Travis, who goes by one name, commandeered the stage late last month at the rock club Shea Stadium in Brooklyn, New York and immediately entranced the room. ONO's members span several generations, ethnicities, and genders and create a loud and unique blur of sounds. Combined with one of the most fascinating frontmen I have ever witnessed, ONO exists on its own terms and in its own inexplicable territory which transcends all categorization.
Wearing a thrift-store bridesmaid gown and a cap made of little girl stockings, Travis struck the poise of a heroic Greek statue, but with a white beard appeared more like a Black Santa Claus crossed with Merce Cunningham. Travis brings his extraordinary and painful biography right on stage for all ...
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