Posts Tagged ‘music’

Night and Day

KRISTIAN LIN
WED ? 2 This week Riverdance plays Bass Hall as part of its farewell tour. (Cue the sound of haters murmuring, “Don’t come back.”) The show premiered on the multinational TV show Eurovision in 1994 and will go...


Exit the Highway

Hearsay
There are a lot of things I don’t “get.” Coconut flavoring is one. Who in the hell wants to eat anything that tastes even remotely like tanning lotion? Another is turning without signaling. (You’re just ...



Le Freak

JIMMY FOWLER
Here are a couple of fun facts about the 817 musical entity Disco:Hate, a.k.a. Casey Colby: First, he sings and writes original material but doesn’t consider himself a “singer-songwriter.” Second, though he ca...


KXT Saves?

Hearsay
Since KXT/91.7-FM‘s inaugural broadcast last week, local musos seem to have rediscovered the wonders of the ol’ wireless telegraphy box. “Hey, 2009! The 1940s called. They want their wide-eyed optimism and can...



Peace and Harmony

Hearsay
“Ambition is the last refuge of failure,” according to everyone’s favorite legendary smarty pants Oscar Wilde. “Not so fast, my dead friend!” I say. Ambition also is an agent of change, according t...


Don’t Rock the Boat

KRISTIAN LIN
The opening credit sequence of Pirate Radio fooled me momentarily into thinking I was being shown a trailer for the movie rather than the movie itself. This fatally innocuous British comedy uses zippy editing, frames within the...



Eaton Lake Tonics

Ken Shimamoto
Prolific indeed is Eaton Lake Tonics frontman Domenic “Tony” Ferraro, who’s already released two of this year’s most intriguing local discs under his literary-inspired alias Bob Fante: Rancho Folly V and...


Survival

Hearsay
The Star-Telegram recently published a story about the Ridglea Theater, one of Fort Worth’s oldest live music venues and a heavy-metal haven. The story got me thinking about that perennial hobgoblin of local scenes everyw...



Home Sweet Studio

CAROLINE COLLIER PHOTOS BY ANNA ROUTH
“I would love to record my album in a million-dollar studio,” said local musician and music producer Zaq Bell. “But why? I can do it at home in my underwear.”


Fort Worthless

Hearsay
Sigh. Once again, Fort Worth isn’t part of the North Texas music conversation, and, naturally, my boxers are in a wad. A while back, I bitched about the Red Dirt Roundup, an annual Stockyards festival that features countr...