Eddie Vedder joked that he should put an ad in the Observer for a new drummer for Pearl Jam.

Blondshell’s Sabrina Teitelbaum is ready to apply everything she knows to her first headlining tour.

To celebrate the great Tony Bennett, here’s a look back at his 2018 performance in Dallas. At age 91.

Asleep at the Wheel woke us the f up on Saturday night with a show with Amanda Shires.

KXT 91.7 FM’s program director Benji McPhail wasted little time saying what was likely on the minds of most filing into the Kessler Theater Wednesday night. “You are never gonna see Ben Folds in a place this small ever again,” he offered by way of introduction. The sold-out space -…

Country icon emmylou Harris was a perfect choice for the nostalgic Longhorn Ballroom.

Taylor Swift is not the only performer who can play three consecutive shows in one venue. Lyle Lovett is still at the top of his game at 65.

For about three minutes Friday night, everything was as it had once been. Maren Morris, who was born and raised in Arlington, about 20 miles to the south and west of where she stood on the Pavilion at Toyota Music Factory’s stage

The Euclid Tavern in Cleveland, which closed in 2018, had a capacity of about 150. Standing before a Dallas audience easily 100 times that size, Dan Auerbach explained how that cozy room led to the vast one in which we all found ourselves on Tuesday night.

Time and again, Alan Jackson has demonstrated a gift for the backward glance. The pull of memory, the golden glow of better days, the first blush of love – the singer-songwriter has shown his ability to evoke nostalgia without succumbing to sentimentality as far back as “I’d Love You All Over Again,”

As the not-quite-capacity audience milled about the Factory in Deep Ellum Friday night, the anticipatory hum of pre-concert excitement in the air

Vulnerability has its limits. Musicians, particularly those adept at excavating the stories of their own lives, can, over time, tire of chipping off another infinitesimal piece of themselves and sharing it,

The wry joke in the Cactus Blossoms’ name becomes apparent the moment the singing starts. As it happened Friday.

Perhaps it’s pointing out the glaringly obvious, but the energy at a Raul Malo concert is markedly different than that of a Mavericks concert.