Hell. Yeah. The attentive among you might recall back in the spring, when expat Houstonian writer/photographer team Lance Scott Walker and Peter Beste came through town to talk about their forthcoming one-two punch of books…
Once upon a time, Houston hip-hop was a secret. Beyond a couple of well-known names like the Geto Boys or UGK (who, hell, were actually from Port Arthur), nobody outside of the immediate Houston/Beaumont area had any…
Alright, people — the rest of this weekend, yours truly will essentially be lit on fire and running screaming through the streets (okay, metaphorically, but still). So here’s what’s going on tomorrow, Saturday, March 9th, before I run out of time to talk about it…
I don’t know Christian Kidd, not really; we’ve exchanged emails a few times, sure, but we’ve never met in person, never had a conversation longer than a sentence or two. I think the closest I’ve come to introducing myself to the guy — who over the many…
Been meaning to post about this for a while now, and we’re seriously coming down to the wire, so it’s kind of now-or-never… Shane Patrick Boyle, one of the awesome, hardworking organizers of Zine Fest Houston…
Argh. I meant to post about this earlier in the week, but other stuff kept getting in the way…sigh. Today (Sat., July 9th, that is) is a very cool happening, going on at a few different venues — it’s the official launch of the brand-new book by local punk hero…
Damn — I’m starting to feel like an even bigger slacker than I normally do, folks. Over the past year or so, I’ve watched as my H-town music-critic brethren not only write brilliantly and humorously about things musical but also step out into the wider world…
It’s a little weird to think about, honestly, but I’ve heard a lot of rambling/accusing about nepotism and favoritism lately: writers promoting their buddies’ bands, regardless of how good they are, etc., etc. And yeah, I’ve gotten dinged for it myself, rightfully or not…
Thanks to Craig Hlavaty of the {Houston Press} for this one… Steven Blush, the author of the book American Hardcore: A Tribal History has a new(?) section of his Website…
John Nova Lomax‘s hero, the late, great Sig Byrd, wrote about Houston in a way that made the city feel downright intimate. Tiny, in fact. The city was smaller then, in the 1950s, but as he spent mornings downtown, afternoons in the then-nearer suburbs…
I’m really damn late on this; apologies for that, but I figured there wasn’t much point to mention it ’til I’d actually reviewed the thing, y’know? And yes, now I have — as of Monday, there’s a review up of The Bible Spelled Backwards Does Not Change the Fact That You Cannot Kill David Arquette, And Other Things I Learned in The Black Math Experiment…
If you’d told me a decade ago that in ten years’ time I’d be reading an honest-to-God book written by a guy in a Houston indie band — heck, about not only said band but about the music scene here in general — well, I’d have laughed you out of the room…
Some cool, good, intriguing, and otherwise neat shows going on over the next couple of days, and I’m determined to not let ’em fall through the cracks (like, um, I normally do with the mid-week shows — sorry, folks…). On top of the things musical mentioned below, I’d also heartily recommend humorist/writer/whatever guy David Sedaris‘s […]
