The indie-rock club Lola’s Saloon hasn’t even been open a year, and already owner Brian Forella is breaking ground on a second venue.
In October, Josh Baish, owner of Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Studios in Denton, traveled to Marfa to catch a show by his favorite band, Boris, a Japanese experimental/drone-metal quartet that rarely visits the Lone Star State.
Live, improvisational jazz isn’t scary, it needn’t be excessively mathematical or theoretical, and it doesn’t require a college degree to be enjoyed.
Clint Niosi’s debut album has been a couple of years in coming.
We got a lot of votes this year. Almost 20,000, to be exact. Both online and in print. And thanks to our ballot-counters – our three interns and lone marketing person – we were able to announce the winners of the 11...
Here’s what I remember of Derek St. Holmes: listening to “Stranglehold” over and over while doing curls with red Kmart weights in front of a full-length mirror in my stuffy attic bedroom nine million years ago.
The veterans of the new improv outfit PFFFFT! have something to say.
The expression “Pffft,” under the scrutiny of a Google search, reveals several meanings, including “The sound you make when someone says something really stupid” and “A whole lot of hot air.”
Go home. Watch reruns. Go to some “hot” club and look pretty. Go to work. Go to sleep. Go out to a fancy dinner. Go to the movies. Read the gossip rags. Whatever you do, remain in the dark. Don’t try anything ...
Indie-rock quartet the cut*off has a new sound and a new album but the same vibe.
Most rock bands start out sounding like their forebears. And for every 200 bands that never find their own styles, there’s one that goes on to create something that feels completely familiar yet still totally new.
Flights of sonic fancy twirl across Stumptone’s new LP, Gravity Suddenly Released.
Most musicians go through little rituals when songwriting, and most of them can’t explain the madness to their methods.