Spoonfed Tribe is a polarizing band, especially for a lot of locals, who associate the quartet with the worst of jam-band culture: hippies, weed, unused bars of soap, Birkenstocks, the whole deal, including most significantly, ...
Progressive-jazzbo Daymond Callahan may play as if he has a dozen fingers, but he’s still got only two hands.
Life is a constant balancing act for progressive jazz, funk, and gospel pianist Daymond Callahan.
One of the many (two or three) perks of being a vaunted (unknown) music critic for a million-plus-circulation magazine (Fort Worth Weekly) is getting to hear new stuff before everyone else (my friends). It just comes pouring in...
The songs on this remastered and augmented version of Bobby Bare’s 1973 album Bobby Bare Sings Lullabys, Legends and Lies exist in a world that’s just a little more interesting because it’s slightly off-kilter: You’ll c...
“Record Player,” the opening track on Something in the Air, the new album from Dallas’ lo-fi chorus, has a jubilant, pop-rock sparkle and a powerful sense of immediacy — the song essentially rockets from your speakers. ...
Robben Ford has peace on his mind — and bad women, the kind who burn bright but wear out their welcomes. On the bluesy Truth, he tries to tell them goodbye or at least convince them to change their ways.
By 5:30 p.m., the line in front of McDavid Studio looked like a really big mosh pit that had been stretched into a noodle.
Dallas-based Raleigh’s unique brand of hyper-melodic, shoe-gazer rock has been getting a lot of buzz lately.
Here they are ...
Quarter score and a couple-a years ago, Fort Worth Weekly brought forth on this great town of cow a new major award, conceived in music and dedicated to the proposition that all bands are not created equal.
Black Francis is an old stage name for Frank Black, an old stage name for Charles Thompson, lead singer of The Pixies. Bluefinger, Black Francis’ debut, could be a kissin’ cousin to the defunct punk legends’ classic Dooli...