Posts Tagged ‘year’
Katrina’s winds shredded through cities and towns like a giant scythe, but the Gulf Coast had seen major hurricane winds before.
On What’s Going On, the Dirty Dozen Brass Band applies its unique mix of soul, hip-hop, and New Orleans-style funk to a classic R&B album to make a statement on Hurricane Katrina. The inspired, similarly named remake of ...
The Fort Worth Film Festival began with such promise. The first movie it screened, on Oct. 23, 1998, was Rushmore, a Texas-made film that would go on to be one of the best-reviewed releases of that year and make the reputations...
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...
For the past nine years, we’ve been toasting the Fort Worth music scene by letting readers vote for their favorite local artists in a couple dozen categories, including Rock, Alt-Country, and Rap/R&B. To mark the occasio...
JESSE JAMES DECONTO
Five years ago outside the Walls Unit in Huntsville, on the night the State of Texas prepared to execute Lois Robison’s son, young photographer Scott Langley watched as she screamed and cried on the sidewalk.
Interstate 35 might not have the hipster cachet of Route 66 or Ventura Highway, but the 1,568-mile road that stretches from Laredo to Duluth, Minn., and cuts through many major Lone Star cities is paved with as much history.
From Russia with love comes a prodigal son, while local filmmakers take on MySpace.
George Gershwin got an unusual run through at the Fort Worth Symphony Concerts in the Garden last week.
Typically as part of our annual Music Awards, Fort Worth Weekly commandeers a local nightclub for a day and lets some of the nominees play their little hearts out.
Local police are wary of civilians setting out to help catch cyber criminals.
In the wee hours of the morning, she sat before her computer doing something that would mortify her parents. She pecked her way to an internet chat room for cheerleaders, a realm one prosecutor calls a predator’s heaven. She ...