Posts Tagged ‘sings’

Lola’s Love from the Netherlands

Hearsay
The Wreck Room will always be a mythical place in both local and national lore. The Wreck, which was razed a couple of years ago after a 10-year run to make room for Progress, was the kind of place that bands as far flung as Ne...


Fort Worth Sings For Haiti

Hearsay
For people grief-stricken by the Haiti earthquake, who don’t think that donating $10 to Red Cross is enough, and who love local music, a new unofficial nonprofit group might be able to offer some solace. Fort Worth Sings ...



The Crash That Took Me

Anthony Mariani
Huge, shimmering, occasionally fuzzy guitars. Pounding, splashing drums and syrupy atmospherics. Slinky, androgynous vocals that slowly transmit Beatles-esque melodies with lyrics about transmutation, self-reflection, and trans...


Island in the Stream

Last Call
I used to be a fan of pirates — at least until everyone ran pirates into the ground. I still harbor a love for ships, however, and that’s part of why I like the Poop Deck. The walls of the TCU-area haunt are adorned...



A Light in the Field

ANTHONY MARIANI
Most of us who go to local shows probably spend a lot of time paying polite attention, maybe nodding along to the beat a little. Rarely do we have an experience. But a couple of years ago at a show at Lola’s Saloon-Sixth,...


Love, Loss, and Dead Horses

ANTHONY MARIANI
Clint Niosi’s debut album has been a couple of years in coming.



Wood Brothers

Listen Up
Loaded, the second collaboration between brothers Oliver and Chris Wood, follows 2006′s critically acclaimed Ways Not To Lose.


Anne Feeney

Dump The Bosses Off Your Back (Self-released)
Listen Up
One of the reasons we learn history, teachers tell us, is so that we’re not condemned to repeat it.



Scorched Earth

Contemplating the Wasteland is heady – and brilliant – business for Calhoun.
ANTHONY MARIANI
We are survivalists. Quickly and accurately, we must use our eyes and ears (and sometimes noses) to separate the people who will happily pick us up from the airport from the people who will de-pants us in public from the people...


John-Alex Mason

Listen Up
For more than one generation of fans, the blues “belonged” to old black men with slurred voices.