Writer, Interrupted
To paraphrase Steve Earle in his ode to the late, great Townes Van Zandt, what’s a poor Fort Worth boy to do?
It’s a muggy...
Saved from violence by his violin
The odds were stacked against Edinson Moreno.
Growing up in Siloe, a notorious neighborhood in the even more notorious city of Santiago de Cali, Colombia,...
P.(O)T.S.D.
Trying to move past my Iraq war experiences left me with some strange, scary thoughts. Hopelessness. Never wanting to get off the couch. Thoughts...
House (of worship) party
What’s that thing about one flap of a butterfly’s wings can alter history? By that theory, a butterfly must have flapped its wings sometime...
Arlington Police: No Justice
On a sunny October day in 2011, Paul Balson watched out the window of his Arlington home as a car with three men in...
The Liverpool Way: Texas Style
The goalkeeper dived to his right. His outstretched hand made just enough contact with the ball to deflect it over the crossbar. As he...
This Life Could Be Your Tour
I found the most tragicomic advertisement I’ve ever seen in the fall of 2008, when my old band, Darth Vato, was loading into a...
Music Awards Festival 2015
Welcome to the Fort Worth Weekly’s 13th Annual Music Awards Festival (and 15th Annual Music Awards). And, in an indirect way, welcome to Fort...
Orchestrating Success
Though everyone onstage was wearing casual clothes, not everyone looked relaxed.
The adults had nothing to worry about. Professional musicians with the Fort Worth Symphony...
Trains Rolled On
Sunday morning, last day in May. The sun had finally beaten back the clouds after weeks of rains, and the city was crisp. The...
