The cringe-inducing title of this show is borrowed from the name of a bar, one that was the center of a peculiar sort of mayhem in mid-century rural Missouri. From 1948 to 1951, the regulars at the Bloody Bucket included a flood of World War II veterans who continued to live out the violence they’d become accustomed to overseas. In the decades after the bar closed, tales of its debauchery became part of the local lore–and became fixed in the imagination of Tom Huck, who grew up in the area. His large-scale yet delicate and wildly detailed wood block prints bring some of these lurid moments to life with wicked humor and a complete lack of restraint. 357 13th Ave. N.E., Minneapolis; 612-331-3889; www.roguebuddha.com
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