7th Haven Redux
Recently got a sneak peek at the third incarnation of the self-proclaimed Cadillac of dive bars, the 7th Haven, and I have to say,...
Sports Bar City
When the Cowboys aren't playing on Sunday afternoon, the sports bars in Arlington are as empty as my wallet, which is awesome when your...
Pretty, Tough
If you're like me, and I know you are, I bet you've been wondering, "Y'know, the great 817 just doesn't have enough British-Irish-themed pubs....
Chronicles
This past summer, I realized that my entire professional life revolves around bars. From working in one to performing in others and writing about...
About to Blow Up?
My favorite movie of all time is American Graffiti. If you've seen it, you won't be surprised to know that my second favorite movie...
Division Intervention
You might say I’ve been feeling the funk a little, and not the kind that comes out of Parliament’s Mothership. More specifically, it’s a...
Old Days
I know I'm in the right place when I play Boz Scaggs on the (non-internet!) juke and the other customers don't sigh at me...
Shallow People
Let's talk a little about pretentiousness. At some joints, you expect it. Like at Reata Rooftop, Michael's Ancho Chile Bar, and other hoity-toity hang-outs....
Shlock and Gall
My pals and I have the greatest taste in music of all time, which is why we get so pissed when our talent goes...
Bar 9 v. Cops … v. Another Previous Owner
Last week's Metropolis story ("Waiting for Drunks") included an account by a former owner of Bar 9 of his dealings with the fire marshal...
