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Nerds and G’s

Hearsay
Just as nerdcore seems to be powering down – seemingly taken over by 8bit music, among other things – now comes the documentary Nerdcore For Life, co-starring former Fort Worth Weekly covergirl MC Router (also known...


New Directions

JIMMY FOWLER
With their new album, the guys in Exit 380 have reached a creative milestone that few groups imagine, especially if those groups started out as cover bands.



New Directions

JIMMY FOWLER
Local alt-rockers Exit 380 apply their radio-friendly guitars to a concept album set in the Depression Era. By JIMMY FOWLER With their new album, the guys in Exit 380 have reached a creative milestone that few groups imagine, e...


Lola’s Dancehall

ANTHONY MARIANI
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.



Lola’s Dancehall

Anthony Mariani
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.


That’s Rock ’n’ Roll!

MATT GOODMAN
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.



American Heart Form

Jimmy Fowler
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.


Love, Loss, and Dead Horses

ANTHONY MARIANI
Clint Niosi’s debut album has been a couple of years in coming.



The Panthys ’08

ANTHONY MARIANI
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...


Death, Blood, and the Saint

ANTHONY MARIANI
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.