Posts Tagged ‘room’
The Wooden Nickel’s homey environs may belie its serious homecooking.
Wooden Nickel takes the term “family-style” literally — the place is a private house turned into a restaurant by chef and owner Charles Haisler.
The craziness is contagious in this claustrophobic, unsatisfying thriller.
Purely from an intellectual standpoint, the existence of Bug tickles me. I love how it starts out as a kitchen-sink indie drama and then turns into something weirder and more menacing halfway through.
With recent and upcoming gigs at Baines Books & Coffee, The Dew Drop Inn, and the Senior Center Blues Barbeque in and around his hometown of Charlottesville, Va., Eli Cook might seem, on paper, like your typical 20-year-ol...
Establishing supernatural, groove-oriented funk on a nightly basis would prove an exhausting task for your average musician, but San Diego’s On The One manages to crisscross the country and deliver earth-shaking, soulful inte...
The Suicide Girls are a nationwide group, like the Red Hat Society or Rotary Club, but one whose mission is to torpedo the popular perception that to be beautiful, young women must look like supermodels, tall and skinny, with g...
Funk? Check. Jazz? Check. The kitchen sink? Check.
Like most good things, Fall Gallery Night is getting a little too big. There’s so much to see and so many people to fight through that its usual pleasures are fading fast. Gone are the quick refills of boxed wine. Gone, the s...
Funny how a lot of melodic rockers seem to require an angsty outlet. When he’s not with The Burning Hotels, bassist Coby Queen spends some time with The Red Herrings, a garage-based R&B band that’s raw and ragged where...
Most rock bands develop respect not by fancy book-learnin’ but by playing holes-in-the-wall for peanuts.
During their acceptance speech two weeks ago for winning best jazz artist in the Fort Worth Weekly Music Awards, the guys from Confusatron acted a little, um, confused. Of the category over which they’ve reigned these past tw...