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Ramblin’ Bones

Tyler Rougeux has seen the good, the bad, and the ugly of the music industry. Boasting a Texas drawl tailor-made for rambunctious country rock,...

Dagger Club Rises

The story of the phoenix is most certainly cliché, but seeing as how people still show up en masse for cover bands, it’s always...

Joe Savage’s Liver Dye

The greatest country artists are storytellers. It’s still much too early to tell if Joe Savage will one day be considered a titan of...

A South-by Love Letter

This year is now the fourth in a row that I’ve skipped South by Southwest. My liver and wallet are both grateful, but for...

Trying to Understand

In the spirit of barely adequate coverage, here are some recent releases that deserve your immediate attention. Juma Spears dropped an excellent new EP,...

Cancer Sucks, but People Are Amazing

North Texas painter and musician Jayson Wortham (Dove Hunter, Mandarin) has been battling cancer for the better part of a year now. He was...

Suzie Q, Baby, We Love You

A minor key kind of feeling draped itself over the local music scene after the recent death of Susan Jennifer Oberhofer-Maben, better known as...

Out of School, Into the Weather

Thanks to the proliferation of School of Rock, where students learn the rudiments of melting faces, the Fort Worth music scene is benefiting from...

The Grown-Ups Are Alright

Somewhere there’s an airline employee whose car bumper is covered in job-related stickers –– mostly inside jokes. One such tag on this airliner’s auto...

Levi Ray’s Battling On

Based on my own recognition of his name, I assumed that Levi Ray, himself an enduring fixture on the local singer-songwriter circuit, had a...