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La La La, La-Loco

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There probably isn’t any more to say about Lola’s, the new rock venue in the West Seventh-area building formerly occupied by the blues bar 6th Street Live, but – what the heck – here you go.


Dallas is … Cool?!

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Last Saturday, Sierra Leone’s Refugee All-Stars played the Granada Theater in Dallas, and with my wife and I being tireless bleeding hearts and all – and devoted music fans – we trekked all the way out to Big ...



Bait and Switch (and Bait)

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I’m going to go on record as saying that I’ve been getting tipsy on Monday nights purely by accident. The problem (if, of course, I admit that there is a problem) is that there are always cheap-ass drink specials on...


Pumping Iron (Beer)

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That horrible screeching sound you probably heard about two weeks ago was the Fort’s party scene coming to a halt. Your boy had strep and could barely get out of bed. When I finally started feeling a little better, I real...



Posh Pick-Ups?

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Bowling has always been a weeknight time-waster for the common man: Head out with the buds, pound a few brewskies, roll a few balls at some milk bottles, and do it all in weird-looking shoes. Nothing hip or trendy here, just a ...


Help Them, Rhonda!

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If you happened to be driving down Hemphill Street last Sunday evening, you might have noticed that the parking lot and patio of the Stampede was unusually packed.



Sundancing the Night Away

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A couple of Saturday nights ago, a co-worker had her wedding reception downtown at Bass Performance Hall’s McDavid Studio, which gave my wife and me an excuse to dress like grown-ups and get out of the house, with the cha...


An OD on Holiday Glee

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I must have just heard a weepy Christmas ballad on the radio or seen It’s a Wonderful Life or some other irrepressibly inspirational holiday flick the night before, because for whatever reason I was in a freakishly, dange...



Integration Follows Integers?

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Among the many and many-splendored amenities here in town, there is one bit of culture that Fort Worth has never quite perfected: a viable gay and lesbian nightlife scene.


Swingin’ Time

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Since Fort Worth has never had a pure jazz club, I felt obligated to flip on my fedora last Wednesday night and check out the grand opening of the Scat Jazz Lounge.