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Trapped

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I’d hate to add yet another complaint about last weekend’s freezing, unbelievably seasonal storm to the pile of weather-centric jeremiads blanketing people’s social media feeds, but, seriously, ice sucks. You’d think I...


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The Full Package

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On Sunday night, I left The Boiled Owl around 10:30, having hung around to watch the last third of Drive, a film experience that’s probably as close as a person can get to living inside a video game. My goal involved getting ...



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Once More into the Bar

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I recently spent my 35th birthday at Lola’s trying not to get too effed up to pay attention to the bands. I left before that happened, keenly aware (like I am every year on my birthday) that things change and life is short. B...


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The Mule Still Kicks

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I moved to the west side of town a couple months ago, and while I miss the convenience of living within staggering distance of the bars on West Magnolia Avenue, renting a place over in Ridgmar has reacquainted me with a couple ...



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Ridglea Redux

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Of all the peculiarities and hassles surrounding the Ridglea Theater’s renovation, the oddest one in my mind was how the Ridglea Bar, now rechristened as the Ridglea Lounge, opened for all of 11 days last March. It didn’t h...


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Cellar Dwellers

A local filmmaker documents a historic Fort Worth music club.
KRISTIAN LIN
With the Cellar, what’s legend and what’s real …” said Giles McCrary, trailing off, implying that they’re hard to tell apart. He’s made it his job to figure that out, though. The genial, bearded 60-year-old wasn’t...



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Huts of Chuckles

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A couple of years ago, when The Moon was still around, I tried my hand at stand-up comedy. Three times, in fact. Spent my five minutes on riffs about young women who are way too into their cats and my being way too high to oper...


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Kickin’: Rodeo Goat

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In my highly professional and totally expert opinion, no matter how fatty or juicy or upscale a hamburger is, it’s still only good for sopping up one or two drinks. Your constitution might be such that a burger or other equiv...



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Rummage Rock ’n’ Roll

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As this goes to print, I will have been sober for, like, I dunno, three whole days. No beer, no booze, no weed, not even so much as a sip from one of those adorable 8-ounce Coca-Colas that look hilarious and precious when clasp...


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Sunday EVENIN’ Comin’ Down

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Long ago, when I had a real job, one that required me to be behind a desk at 9 a.m., go to weekly meetings to hear about “shared learnings,” and listen to fussy clients berate my team’s leader over a speakerphone, I devel...