The New Amsterdams

Story Like a Scar (Vagrant Records)
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Before launching The New Amsterdams six years ago, Matt Pryor fronted the Get Up Kids, an almost-famous indie-rock manufacturer that recently shuttered its hometown Midwestern headquarters. The primary reason for the split: Tot...

Darth Vato

w/The Me-Thinks, The Red Herrings, and The Riverside Ramblers at The Wreck Room
The Show
Some guys never learn. Most chicks don’t care how much money you make or how nice your car is or how often you work out. To them, especially the ones who hang out at rock clubs, the thing that matters most is coolness. Need w...

O Brother, There Art Thou

Fort Worth-raised T Bone Burnett is releasing his first solo record in 14 years.
There’s no doubt that T Bone Burnett is a mature artist — the 58-year-old was mentored by Bob Dylan, worked on plays with Sam Shepard, did movies with the Coen brothers, and has collected five Grammys.

Frankie Miller

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It seems every generation of country music fans goes through the same controversy about whether the “traditional” sound is being overtaken by pop music influences.

Johnny Cash

Personal File (Columbia/Legacy)
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Johnny Cash sat at a microphone in his home studio with his guitar and sang these often sentimental, sometimes corny, always heartfelt songs into a tape machine, then filed them away — many of them more than 30 years ago. The...

The Blonde Girls

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The best thing about the relatively new trio The Blonde Girls is that they’re noisy but in a good, Sonic Youth-y, Pavementian, Moby Grapesque way.


Let’s go out on a limb and say you haven’t read this column over the past few weeks. (Inconceivable, I know.) Now let’s say someone said to you, “Omigod! Green River Ordinance is playing 6th Street Grill...

Valhalla’s ‘Beautiful’ Nudity

HearSay’s never claimed to be ahead of the curve. Just about every time I go out, someone says to me, “Dude! Have you heard New Band X?” To which I often respond, “Um, no.” “Dude!” the ...

Iggy, Yngwie, and FWWMA’s

If anything, the new Fort Worth-based Stooges cover band that operates under the title of Stoogeaphilia could give a few youngsters ’round these parts a good history lesson in professional rocking and rolling.


Before any of y’all call my boy Tahiti a sell-out, let this marinate: There is no such thing as selling out, especially if people know that you’re actually taking an artistic step forward.