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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...

Economic Indicators

Shitty economy? What shitty economy? Of course, I’m just being cute (which isn’t hard for me, what with my pigtails, unicorn-emblazoned...

Takeover, Davestock

While you’re sleeping this Saturday evening after doing whatever you normally do on Saturday evenings –– go to dinner, go to...

Getting Pantherfied

I did something pretty ridiculous at the Music Awards ceremony after-party. OK, a couple of things. OK, several. One, I started drinking waaay too...

And the Winners Are …

The votes are in. All 10 million of them. Just kidding. We’re talking about only a few thousand here. Close to...

Music Awards Brings the Heat

I know, I know, the weather for last weekend’s 2011 Fort Worth Weekly Music Awards Festival was nearly unbearable. You poor souls relegated to...

Safety on West 7th

A couple of weekends ago, a server at The Pour House was trying to cross West 7th Street and was struck...

Sym Shares TradeSecrets

OK, I’ll admit. Fort Worth isn’t exactly New York City, a gleaming metropolis essentially buzzing with inspiration, the kind that can keep you awake...