Bryan C. Parker

2 weeks ago | austinmonthly.com | Bryan C. Parker

There’s something iconic about a summer afternoon at the ballpark. The voice of the announcer as batters step up to the plate, the smell of popcorn, and the electrifying crack of the wooden bat are etched into our collective psyche. Co-founded by Nolan Ryan in the year 2000, the Express take pride in their connection to the legend’s stalwart career: the most strikeouts ever with 5,714 and an astonishing seven no-hitters.

3 weeks ago | austinmonthly.com | Bryan C. Parker

Even for the most talented singers, it’s rare for a live performance to transcend recorded material. After all, they don’t have the luxury of multiple takes, overdubs, or any other studio wizardry. But Katie Crutchfield’s voice just possesses another gear during her live shows—there’s an emotional timbre that resonates with magnetism.

3 weeks ago | austinmonthly.com | Bryan C. Parker

ATX TV Festival is no stranger to big stars. Homegrown directors like Noah Hawley, iconic actors like Henry Winkler, and rising stars like Sydney Sweeney have made appearances over the years. But as the event marked its 14th iteration in 2025, it seemed to turn a corner in terms of the sheer volume of marquee names: Jon Hamm, Seth Meyers, Carrie Coon, Joel McHale, Billy Bob Thornton, and more were all in Austin last week to represent shows like Mad Men, The Leftovers, and Landman.

3 weeks ago | austinmonthly.com | Bryan C. Parker

Over the course of more than a dozen albums, Mount Eerie (the recording moniker for Phil Elverum) has translated the moody environs of the Pacific Northwest into plaintive experimental pop. His work has landed him high praise from the outlets like Pitchfork and the New York Times. It’s a rare treat for Elverum to tour Texas, and the Paramount provides a perfectly pristine venue for his introspective compositions.

4 weeks ago | austinmonthly.com | Bryan C. Parker

On an overcast day in the fall of 2024, Ben Kweller grabbed an acoustic guitar and curled up in a plush armchair in the corner of his Dripping Springs studio to write a new song. As a lifelong musician who’s recorded around a dozen albums, Kweller had done this countless times before. But this instance felt different, as he contemplated how to translate into music all the grief, confusion, and pain he’d experienced over the past year and a half.