Casing the Joints
For nearly 30 years, jazz pianist Jhon Kahsen (né Johnny Case) has been tickling the ivories at Sardines Ristorante Italiano (509...
Holy Moly, Ronnie Heart
One of the first things the casual listener may notice while listening to Grasshopper Cowpunk, Holy Moly’s fourth album in about...
Hearsay
For a span of a couple of years not long ago, the North Texas music blog We Shot JR was effectively...
The Death of the EP
I don’t know if this is good or bad, but I’ve never (knowingly) heard a song by Kanye West. Or by...
Owl, Octopus, Orbans
Seen any TV commercials lately? Lots of hipsters onscreen. Lots. Which has to make you wonder: Has hipsterism gone mainstream? Well, kinda. Even though...
Bad-assery All Around
There are some talented-ass mother-hunchers in this town. I don’t need to enumerate them here –– if you read me often...
Burning Hotels, EPIC RUINS
Though you may have caught them at Lola’s (2736 W 6th St, 817-877-0666) during the 2011 Fort Worth Weekly Music Awards Festival in July,...
Burnin’ for the Rest of My Life
Back in the old days (pre-Facebook), listening parties were held at friends’ houses. Back in the Paleolithic Era (pre-MySpace), listening parties...
Kyeyote, Doug Funnie, Meathead Wop
In an old-school rap song battle, I’m pretty sure there’s one tune that trumps them all. But I’m not going to...
Music Comes … and Goes
So a friend of mine’s got a gripe about this Fort Worth Music Festival, né Jazz by the Boulevard, at the Will...
