Who ever would have thought the heir to the Butthole Surfers would come from Scotland? The Buttholes at their peak achieved transcendence by taking the lowest possible road, producing profoundly rude, jarring, and difficult music that gave meaning to Oscar Wilde’s line “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” The Country Teasers are simpler and leaner than the Surfers, of course, with a rockabilly-based sound somewhere between the Cramps and the Fall. With each release, this can’t-fail raucousness has grown a little smarter and a little richer, and so far I barely miss the absolute dementia of their first album. Their sixth, Secret Weapon Revealed at Last, or “Full Moon Empty Sportsbag” (In the Red), makes more explicit the serious rage and sadness that undergirds their calculated offensiveness. “Deaths” is a bitter, naked pub song, a resigned answer to Jim Carroll’s “People Who Died” by way of Arab Strap, and it stands out next to rude graffiti like “Young Mums Up for Sex” and “Man v Cock” with its earthy, almost medieval acceptance of the womb and the tomb. No Doctors and the Hamicks open. Tuesday, February 3, 9:30 PM, Empty Bottle, 1035 N. Western; 773-276-3600.

Art accompanying story in printed newspaper (not available in this archive): photo/Zoe Miller.