Once again, we’re helping you relive the weekend in an effort to make Monday that much more bearable. 1. Voodoo Music Experience in New Orleans Crossing the state line was worth it this weekend to catch the killer bands on this festival’s bill. We particularly enjoyed seeing Mute Math’s (pictured)…
White Ghost Shivers, Whiskey Folk Ramblers, Boxcar Bandits 9 p.m., Friday, October 26. The Aardvark, 2905 W. Berry St., Fort Worth. $10-$12. The only band with the word “Whiskey” in its name that’s worth a damn, the Whiskey Folk Ramblers make music that befits their moniker. Both rootsy and tootsy,…
Out of Sync, the new memoir from former ‘N Sync member, failed cosmonaut and gay American Lance Bass, comes out on October 23. (It’s surprisingly good.) Over the phone from New York – where he’s living while starring in Broadway musical Hairspray as Corny Collins — and speaking in a…
Maybe it was the (finally) crisp autumn air or the fact that Faces of DEF was held at the Double Wide (decked in full Halloween splendor), but something in the atmosphere let me know that this show was worth coming out. At 10 p.m. it was still quiet as hip…
The indie popsters in Hot Hot Heat took over the Granada Theater stage Wednesday night. We were thoroughly impressed by the Canadian quartet and openers Bedouin Soundclash and De Novo Dahl. Our photographer Travis Awalt snapped pictures so you can feel like you were there. — Chelsea Ide…
OK, our bad. We may be about six hours late getting you cheap concert ticket info, but hey, you still have six more hours to take advantage of it. For you country music fans, AEG Live sent out word that today only, tickets for the CMT on Tour show with…
Welcome to the first-ever weekly installment of the Laughcast, your complete stand-up comedy forecast for the upcoming week. This week, a surprise gust of hilarity is blowing through Uptown and Oak Cliff, while a consistent cloud of funny persists in Tarrant County throughout the weekend. Sunday, there’s a 20 percent…
Welcome to the Halloween edition of And Another Thing. Why is it the Halloween edition? Because it’s back from the dead. Boo, motherfuckers! No, not really. It’s because, duh, there’s a graveyard full o’ Halloween shows to choose from, and we figured we’d start by giving you some choice picks…
‘N Sync was so popular around the turn of the millennium that even I—jaded, posturing music critic—bought the band’s second album, No Strings Attached. It sold over a million copies the day it was released in March 2000, and I was swallowing a lot of LSD at the time. Though…
“Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand. Creatures crawl in search of blood, to terrorize y’all’s neighborhood.” —Vincent Price, “Thriller” We know there’s nothing like a sugar buzz to cause cranial confusion and a depressed decision-making faculty. Oh, sure, give us 14 Stella Artois and…
Live hip-hop is always hit or miss. A sample or rhyme that comes through loud and clear on CD or vinyl can all of a sudden get muddled and drip from the speaker like molasses. A sweet bass drop can transform into a staticky mess that sounds more like paper…
It’s Friday night. The Cavern is packed for the Fresh party that happens once a month. The room seems oddly bright for 11 p.m. on a party night, illuminating the flushed, pleased faces that float just above a layer of gauzy ciggy smoke. You can see all this from the…
It all began with a pile of wires and cables, configured onstage in what looked like a visual manifestation of every preposition, as they snaked about, above, across and around amp heads and keyboards, effects modules, samplers and mixers, plugged into speakers and drum machines, synthesizers and microphones. Vintage this…
It’s lucky for Kid Rock that he’s an egomaniacal dipshit, because otherwise his music would be about as memorable as a Molly Hatchet eight-track sans “Flirting With Disaster.” Still, the former Mr. Pamela Anderson’s good-humored salutes to his own cocksmanship—not to mention his skill at Xeroxing classic boogie—can’t entirely offset…
Neil likens Chrome Dreams II, with its mix of Crazy Horse-style guitar thunder and mellow country rock, to After the Gold Rush. In other words, it’s the kind of album Young could make in his sleep by now. Recorded with pedal steel/dobro player Ben Keith, bassist Rick Rosas and drummer…
DJ Vadim may get less attention these days than when he was cranking out abstract/breakbeat productions back in the ’90s, but his music grows more interesting and globally minded with every release. After several solo instrumental hip-hop discs that aligned him with DJs Krush, Cam and Shadow, the Soviet-born, London-raised,…
There was once a day when synth-y pop could be both polished and vaguely eerie, coated in scuzz but also featuring a metallic sheen: Early- and mid-career Cars come to mind—when the tepid soul of machine-based music found life and became dirty and somehow sexually threatening. Denton’s Parata follows this…
An unusual and interesting local bill that features some playfully obnoxious metal and an electronica-fueled tribute to Cream. Money $hot are a typically sexist metallic mess, all testosterone and no brains, but hell, that’s what’s made Motorhead great. Paying homage to Judas Priest, Queen and AC/DC, Money $hot is three…
If someone said to you, “Hey, you should totally check out the Secret Handshake. They’re, like, ambient electro-emo,” what would you do? You’d want to throw up into your Emily the Strange lunchbox, right? Well, the truth is: The band’s not as bad as you’d expect. The tunes are just…
What is it about these indie folksters using pseudonyms? Samuel Beam goes by Iron and Wine, and Will Oldham has recorded under Bonnie “Prince” Billy and various Palace monikers. Then there’s Matthew Houck, who’s been recording and performing as Phosphorescent for the past seven years. Fittingly enough, Houck’s latest effort,…
To think of a pilgrimage is to think of a progression, or even a procession—a steady, continuing path to somewhere over the horizon, even if it’s a road to nowhere. Pilgrimage is a very apt title for the third effort by Om, the duo of Al Cisneros and Chris Haikus,…
As stand-in singer with the surviving Doors (godawfully rechristened Doors of the 21st Century at first, then the much better Riders on the Storm) on their tour a couple of years back, Cult lead singer Ian Astbury finally got to indulge his deep-seated Jim Morrison fantasies to the hilt. It…
