Lyndsay Knecht

Super Bowl Sunday morning, I was in a friend’s kitchen with her young daughter and a tin of watercolor pencils. The girl dipped a red one in the water, didn’t wait for a wet brush to trace the strokes after drawing first. Catching a strange word, the daughter asked an...

Denton's heaviest steel-wielders thrash like Slayer with the sneer of hardcore outfit Suicidal Tendencies, but it takes a few listens to regain thought processes necessary to, well, think that far. What sticks in my mind are the guitars foaming at the mouth for knife-war rhythms on "Built Like Danzig, Face...

At any town meeting, you have your concerned citizens who speak from the podium and your rowdy folk hollerin' from their seats. The same was true at Denton's "One at a Time: A Singer/Songwriter Night," considered by the latter to be an acoustic-only round-robin of local musicians. But then Cody...