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2 weeks ago | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
During the first week of February, Dallas-based talent-buying agency Spune Productions partnered with the Mullen & Mullen Music Project (a live-music promotion project from law firm Mullen & Mullen), plus 91.7-FM KXT and entertainment website Do214, to put on Jambaloo music festival, a week of free shows at Tulips FTW in Fort Worth, Club Dada and Ferris Wheelers in Dallas, and Andy’s in Denton.
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3 weeks ago | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
A strange realization: the word “dystopian” no longer feels futuristic. Apocalyptic weather, the unpredictability of artificial intelligence, the convenience of attack drones, erratic driverless cars, the end-of-the-world escape schemes of technocratic oligarchs, Orwellian doublespeak, government agents disappearing citizens off the streets — all of that shit is already here, sizzling out of your newsfeed every day like ooze from a knocked-over barrel of toxic waste.
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1 month ago | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
On Friday, singer-songwriter Dustin Brown will release his latest record, a self-titled 10-track collection of what he half-jokingly referred to in a recent interview as “sad, almost emo” country.
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1 month ago | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
Spring has sprung, and the unpulled pages of my Far Side desk calendar are many. Along with nine weeks of old cartoons to catch up with, I have a list of new music by local artists I’d been sitting on that only gets longer by the week. In the interest of catching up (and also hoping to find Gary Larson’s notorious, debatably funny “Tethercat” cartoon in the past two months of unread Far Sides), here are some new tracks I liked a lot that debuted since the first of the year.
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2 months ago | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward |Patrick Higgins |Juan R Govea
Here’s an interesting gift idea: a record collection of Black artists who, for one reason or another, have called Fort Worth home.
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2 months ago | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
My girlfriend and I went to FW Thunderbird on Sunday afternoon, about an hour before the Super Bowl kickoff. We stayed until right after the halftime show concluded, and I will forever think about the experience of watching Kendrick Lamar’s performance as a cultural moment in a “where were you when …?” sort of way, mentally bookmarking experiences for future moments of nostalgic fugue, the way I recall my first mosh pit experience or what I was doing the morning of 9/11. Never forget, amirite?
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2 months ago | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
On a Saturday night in January, the Boiled Owl Tavern went country. Or at least that impression was created at the Magnolia Ave bar by enough cowboy-hatted people in the house, there presumably to catch the headlining set by local honkytonk band Cory Cross & The Burden. Most of them had settled in to be able to catch the openers, a band called Ghost Roper, and by the crowd’s quiet anticipation, I could tell fans of throwback country picked a pretty great show to go to.
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Jan 22, 2025 | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
As the distorted guitars chug along with a galloping beat, apocalyptic images take shape and drift into one another like a disturbing dream. A faceless man rises out of sand. A fearsome knight on horseback charges into view, and a Roman legion marches across the frame. The army marches to the horizon, and an endless swarm of bats takes flight.
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Jan 15, 2025 | 
fwweekly.com | Steve Steward
At Tulips FTW on Friday night, local shoegazers Trauma Ray, having recently returned from a fall tour of the U.K. and the U.S., headlined a bill that also included Denton “emoviolence” band Bullets Between Tongues and local hardcore heavies Ozone, Feral Cry, and Skimp, with DJ Solar Lodge spinning techno in between bands. Tulips, which holds over 500 people, was almost at capacity, some of whom were diving off the stage into the crowd.
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Dec 4, 2024 | 
fwweekly.com | Patrick Higgins |Steve Steward |Juan R Govea
Let’s be honest. At this point, we’re all just trying to run out the clock. The weeks between Thanksgiving and New Year’s tend to blur into a delirious wash of indistinguishable days with approximately four and a half hours of sunlight and 40-degree temperature swings.
