Mixing punk, Irish folksong, and twang, Panther City Bandits are a welcome anomaly.
A couple of weeks ago at a Wreck Room show, a crowd of about 50 rowdy concertgoers trashed the place.
Drowning Pool is not a political band in the same way that Richard Nixon was not a crook.
The 24th National Cowboy Poetry Gathering is coming up at the beginning of next year in Elko, Nev., and two Fort Worthians will be there, representin’.
Recorded in three cities with three different backing bands, Going Way Out With Heavy Trash is Jon Spencer and Matt Verta-Ray’s tribute to the roots of rockabilly.
“Sell me / I’m a skeptical boy.” So opens Church Mouth, the second album by Alaska’s Portugal. The Man.
The debut album by young, veteran slinger-singer Drue Webber goes deep.
A 12-year veteran of the local blues scene, Fort Worth singer-songwriter Drue Webber has finally released a solo album.
Cross Canadian Ragweed embodies the “weed, whites, and wine” lifestyle of the Red Dirt-Texas Music practitioners, but apparently Cody Canada and his gang aren’t as stoned as they look.
From the opening riff on Search for Numb, it’s obvious that The Fellow Americans aren’t interested in fancy production tricks or endless sonic nuances. The Fort Worth band simply rocks.
Prolific singer-songwriter James Michael Taylor has something to say. Dammit.
Little Rooster wasn’t a hero. He was a small-town constable who always wanted to play cop.
From the WTF? Department. Though hardly recognized as a source of insightful music criticism, Esquire magazine is still one of the best-written publications ever.