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Stockyards Stocked?

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Of all the neighborhoods in town, the Stockyards is both the best and worst place to open a big-ass dance club. Why both? Well, I’m reminded of Economics 101 and the good ol’ law of supply and demand: A new business...


New Jack’s City

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No matter what bar owners and professional alcoholics say, New Year’s Eve for non-millionaires like you and me is overrated.



Plans, Shhmlans

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Most folks I know who don’t have any New Year’s Eve plans are worried. My advice: Chill. Unless you’re new to Clubland, you know that – party holiday weekend or not – planning doesn’t always ...


Sports? Check. Babes? Check. Awesomeness? Absolutely.

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Here’s a Clubland niche you never knew needed filling until now: a sports bar with dancing girls. The concept makes so much sense my head hurts.



Blue Goon

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In Sundance Square, the good ol’ Red Goose Saloon is one of the last bastions of crazy nightlife – two floors of cheap drinks, loud dance music, loose women (OK, maybe just a hopeful assumption on my part), and chee...


Funkytown? Hardly

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On the surface, who cares whether a bar is part of a chain or not? As far as Last Call’s concerned, an able-bodied person can have a good time anywhere – Planet Hollywood, Hard Rock Café, wherever. When the booze i...



Stampeded

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Gosh, darn it! Sometimes when your timing’s off, your timing’s off.


Holiday Shopping + Booze = Cityview

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Everyone avoids Southwest Fort Worth for all of the obvious reasons. I mean, where else in town are you going to run into the type of person who enjoys spending an entire Saturday getting his dad’s Beamer washed, then pic...



Attack of the Killer Arlingtonians

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Look out, Fort Worthians: Arlington’s invading Clubland. Aaaaayyyyyiiiii!


X Marks the Snots

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With the advent of the new Dallas Cowboys stadium, Arlington is set to boom. We Fort Worthians hope the town’s nightlife develops its own identity rather than taking the quick-money route and emulating Dallas’ fancy...