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De La Soul-less

Pussies, right? So someone threw a pint glass at your feet while you were wrapping up your DJ set. Morrissey gets groped by his fans...

A State of Suffering from Stretch and Bobbito

How many times do you want me to tell you that I lived in New York City (fancy, right?!) during trip-hop’s nascency (oooh!) and...

Dove Hunter Flies Home

When it comes to being on top of shit, I am No. 1. (Er, No. 2?) In 2010, I wrote that Dove Hunter was...

Year of the Bear: Gold Rushin’

Year of the Bear has been around for a while but has finally arrived. Gosh, the trio of Josh “Bear” Browning (vocals, bass) and...

Welcome Back, Hendersons

Well, I’ve been saying it forever. Now maybe people will finally start listening to me. With all apologies to JJ & The Rogues and BLKrKRT,...

Deep Ellum on Air, Rage

The Dallas Observer recently published a story about some dude trying to build a web portal that would simulcast every concert in Deep Ellum....

What’s Up, Chucho?

Ever listen to Sturgill Simpson and think, “Man, this guy's stuff would be so much more meaningful, and so much better, if he stopped...

Tidals: Fort Wave Music

News flash: Fort Worth is not as cool as a lot of us probably think it is. For all we have to recommend our...
The Fluorescents

That Fluorescent Glow

The last time I saw a tall, skinny white kid with a tawny skater haircut (bangs to one side), a dress shirt buttoned to...

Do 35 Denton

Not only because it’s part of my job but because, y’know, I kinda like music, I listen to a lot of college radio: Pitchfork...