There are concept albums, and then there’s Shaolin Death Squad’s Intelligent Design.
The area’s only independent music store for rockers, Sessions Music slowly recovers from a robbery.
Almost a year ago, when Sessions Music first opened on White Settlement Road, owner John Zaskoda and a rotating cast of his music instructors would stand outside their door and watch doves circle and dive.
I know I’m going to get a raft of shit from my boys at The Good Show (Sundays 9 p.m.-midnight, 88.7-FM/KTCU), but as a devout listener of terrestrial radio (commercial and public alike), I gotta give props to The EdgeR...
Anne Feeney’s If I Can’t Dance ranges from traditional folk to rock ’n’ roll to rap to a Spanish ballad.
At what point does a fascination with childhood become just plain creepy?
As with most blues, feel and sound matter more than lyrics. The words don’t always matter because the emotion in every real blues song is, in some way, about stumbling down an alley and hitting a wall you didn’t know was th...
Our debit and credit columns just don’t add up.
Fort Worth isn’t the same place it was as little as five years ago. It’s more populated and developed, sure, but, more importantly, it now has an impenetrable resistance to being casually referred to as Dallas’ little bro...
Every once in a blue moon, a successful local band may find one of its singles in the Billboard Hot 100, a weekly chart of songs whose rankings are based on both airplay and sales.
When an interminably melancholic and arty rock singer-songwriter like Aimee Mann releases an album of yuletide tunes, you have to wonder: Whatever happened to Christmas?
Having a country-rock scene as thriving as the Fort’s spells great news for musical connoisseurs and not-so-great news for artists just emerging into it. In many cases, talent alone doesn’t cut it.