It’s a damn good thing the Deathray Davies rock the way they do; otherwise, they would be eclipsed by their own side project, and we’d have to say the phrase “Sparklepussy Barbie” all the time. As in, “Hey, didja see Sparklepussy Barbie last night?” and, “Bye, Mom! I’m off to…
Sigh. We here at DC-9 would feel remiss if we didn’t post the just-breaking info about Kelly Clarkson’s new tour. And, rather than try to slather a thick layer of sarcasm on what really is already a parody, we figured we just be straight about it. So, Clarkson, according to…
The last time I attended a Brahmas hockey game, I witnessed a bench-clearing fight—it seemed there were more people duking it out on the ice than bodies in the stands. When all was said and done, the ice was dotted from goal to goal with gloves, sticks, mouthpieces, pads and…
Remember Cinder Calhoun? A feminist comedienne, she was the opening act for the Lilith Fair in the ’90s. She was fond of corduroys and vests. Her favorite joke was the “old classic” about the shaman stuck in a menstrual pit. She was fond of the ladies too, except for a…
Rock ‘n’ roll is dead. It was crushed under the leathery $400 heel of a record exec as he blithely made his way out of a Los Angeles restaurant. Or, ravaged by cancer, it succumbed with Joey Ramone at 3:21 a.m. on April 15, 2001. Or it blew its own…
I just got word about the Granada’s 2007 Halloween bash/costume contest, which takes place at 8 p.m., Wednesday, Oct. 31 (duh!). It used to be called the Goth Ball, but this year the name has changed to Haunted Halloween Ball 2007, which is good because goth is so 1997. The…
…Does that mean Idolator is punching itself? I normally don’t read Idolator because I think they are snotty jerks. But tomorrow my cover feature on Interweb phenoms Ghosthustler comes out (ah, yes, I can already hear the swelling collective groan from little d music obsessives), and much of the story…
Check out this interview with local-boy-made-good Ben Kweller (this time, sans tampon) at the 2007 ACL fest a couple weeks back (wait…a month back? Three weeks? Jesus, what day is it?). It’s cool and everything, especially the shoutout he gives to Club Dada, except looks like word never made it…
Another news quickie: New Club Dada co-owner Amanda Newman has confirmed that Sondre Lerche will be headlining a show there on November 15. Ticket info after the jump…
Not one but two DFW artists made the ol’ Pitchfork media Forkcast today. Check out Midlake performing “Roscoe” at Spune Productions’ Wall of Sound Fest, and then scroll down a bit to catch Ms. Annie Clark—St. Vincent, to the rest of the world—giving up a trio of fine video pieces…
Here’s your best bets for the weekend, kids, according to our crack team of music snobs. We didn’t put Rock Lottery on the list, by the way, since we assume you already know about it. (If not, check Wilonsky’s excellent piece on it here .) Beat the Devil Good Records…
“The world is full of children/But I ain’t ever had none/Cuz that means it’s time to settle down/And give up all my fun”—such go the lyrics to Funeral Drive’s “Ballad of Lonnie,” a rockin’ rave-up that combines the jaded worldview of a rockabilly cynic and the yee-haw exuberance of 21st-century…
Recently, while researching a story, I stumbled upon an essay by seminal rock writer Lester Bangs, called “Bye, Bye, Sidney, Be Good,” about Sid Vicious. The essay focuses on how Vicious murdered (allegedly; the case was never fully investigated) his soul mate, Nancy Spungen, by stabbing her to death, then…
We here at the Dallas Observer have been reading a lot about the days of disco. We’re not sure why. In any case, we’ve become kind of obsessed with Andy Warhol’s place in the ’70s culture, specifically his magazine Interview, in which musicians and celebrities interviewed other musicians and celebrities…
While the word “Momix” sounds like some new-fangled cat food (we can hear the jingle now: “Help your kitty/Get his fix/Feed your kitty/New Momix!”), it’s actually the name of a modern dance company that will blow you away. Often dancing all nude except for what’s called a “dance belt”—a kind…
Jenny Hoyston’s street cred is impeccable. She’s the frontwoman for the crazed post-math-nu-rock-whatever groundbreakers Erase Errata, whose latest release, Night Life, demonstrates the band’s continued maturity, as Hoyston leads her crew through a seamless series of songs that are both weird and compelling. Hoyston’s known for dipping her toes in…
So, you might have noticed, we’ve launched a new Dallas Observer music blog, titled DC-9 at Night (named after the line in the Jimmie Dale Gilmore song “Dallas”). Or maybe you didn’t; we haven’t really made a big deal of it. When Pegasus News reported that we were starting said…
Ya know, there are worse things in the world than naming your band something annoying—things like killing people, or donning a diaper and chasing some astronaut cross-country, or, I dunno, literally getting away with murder, only to years later bust into some Las Vegas hotel room with a bunch of…
We dykes aren’t especially well known for our humor. I once had a queer comedian friend booed off stage at a Pride event for making a crack about lesbians and their dogs, and I was all, hello—ever hear of laughing at yourself, as she was pelted with vegan cookies and…
It was a set-up worthy of Sophie’s Choice. The organizers of this year’s Austin City Limits festival, which took place this last weekend, generally did an excellent job, dealing with headliner cancellations, fires and dehydrated sorority girls, but they really gave us a doozy of a decision to make on…
Dunno if it’s the fairly recent full moon, the shifting seasons or that freaky transformer explosion that happened a few days after Labor Day, but something is in the air, friends, and the wack factor is high. There’s no better evidence than the citywide musical lineup for the next seven…
Sometimes it’s not so much the music as the spirit behind it. When it comes to the North Carolina band Bourbon Crow, the spirit is all about, well, spirits. Not the ghostly kind, unless you count the fact that Crow channels the voice and attitude of country’s long dead musical…
