Killer or Filler?
James Michael Taylor’s Man That I Am
By all rights, the ultra-prolific Fort Worth singer-songwriter-actor-eccentric James Michael Taylor should be one of those local artists...
Special Treatment
The toilet sat for years behind a thin privacy screen at the back of a special education classroom at Arlington Heights High School. It’s...
Where the Bears Are …
When you ask someone to imagine a gay man, images from TV and in movies have provided a pretty rigid stereotype: extremely appearance- and...
BFF!
BFF Bistro offers an eclectic mix of Asian cuisine while also housing an on-site bakery and — wait for it — a disco lounge....
Chud Rock? You Bet
A lovable but particularly snobbish friend recently referred to a kind of rock ’n’ roll practiced in Fort Worth as “chud rock.” I snickered,...
Jacked Up
I went to Jack the Giant Slayer to find out what the hell happened to Bryan Singer. Ten years ago, he was one of...
Spring Fling
Texas Ballet Theater brings two major works to Bass Performance Hall this weekend, plus a sprinkling of pas de deux. The two main attractions...
Phantom: Cold Sub
In the narrow field of movies set on Soviet submarines, Phantom comes a distant second to The Hunt for Red October and struggles to...
D. Anson Brody: A Song a Week for a Year
Now that major record labels have become the sole province of mega-stars, local musicians are coming up with creative ways to release new music....
Catholic Scandals: The Ultimate in Reality TV
Some Catholic commentators have lamented the latest round of tabloid-quality scandals besetting the Vatican. Tragic that so much vanity and human error should impede the...
