The Claudettes have come a long way from their early days in Chicago dive bars, when blues pianist Johnny Iguana and percussionist Michael Caskey were hired and occasionally leased out by a bar owner named Claudette. Six years ago, Iguana […]
Stop me if you’ve heard this one. A guy walks into a bar … but in this version, the bar is a movable musical feast, the guy is avant-garde pianist Johnny Iguana (Junior Wells, Otis Rush) and the concept, originally […]
Firing up a new Claudettes record is like crashing a stranger’s wake. You want to be in on the celebration swirling around you, trying desperately trying to keep from being thrown out but having trouble finding anything familiar to latch […]
Holy Mackerel! I think Gruppo Sportivo died and came back to life as The Claudettes! You remember Gruppo Sportivo, don’t you? That late-seventies, early-eighties band out of Holland which would have turned the record “industry” on its ears if the […]
The Claudettes make you feel like you’ve just stumbled into some stranger’s wedding reception. It’s a good time, but you can’t quite figure out what’s going on. Who are these people, what in the hell are they doing, and how […]
