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Subject: Don McLean

  • Bless Your iPod With Some Live St. Vincent

    October 23, 2007
  • See St. Vincent's Modern Art Show

    October 23, 2007
  • 10 Questions: Arnold Wayne Jones

    We always thought Jones, food critic for the Dallas Voice, was a little on the strange side. After all, he selected a college not on the strength of their football program, but of their law school. After graduation from the University of Virginia (and all the exams one must endure to enter the legal profession), he practiced on the east coast...then gave up a lucrative white collar job to become a writer.Since then he's been a fixture on the Dallas dining scene--and an award-winning one, at that

    January 8, 2009
  • The singer, not the song

    August 29, 1996
  • Tippling Tips

    May 31, 2001
  • Pop Quiz, Music Snobs!

    What the hell happened with music in 2008? Well, let's see if you know.

    December 25, 2008
  • American bye

    Don McLean's career didn't end with "American Pie" -- or did it?

    April 20, 2000
  • Josh Groban

    Friday, August 13

    August 12, 2004
  • War on War Songs

    Iraq and roll don't go together well when rockers protest

    March 27, 2003
  • Stacks of wax

    Adventures at the bottom of the music trade

    July 29, 1999
  • Dude Food: Fireside Pies

    Tom JenkinsEach week the Dude Food guys assess the 'masculinity' of Dallas area dives. The more fried meat and junk on the walls, the better the rating...Fireside Pies2820 N. Henderson Ave.Dude Factor: 6, or Warrant's "Cherry Pie," on a scale of 1 (Don McLean's "American Pie") to 10 (Led Zeppelin's "Custard Pie")Some people--including the person who wrote the Dallas Observer's blurb about the joint in 2004--claim that Fireside Pies has the best pizza in Dallas. Those people are clearly not dudes

    July 7, 2009
  • Whitt's End: 10.23.09

    ​Whether you're at the end of your rope or merely the end of your week, welcome to Whitt's End: *Last night I got a foot massage. By a guy. And thoroughly enjoyed it. Now, now. Settle down. It's not what you think. Friend of mine tells me of a place where at 11 p.m. you can get an hour-long Japanese foot rub/back massage while drinking alcohol and watching TV. All for $29.99. I call that place Xanadu, but it's actually in Richardson. Foot Joy, indeed. If you can withstand the pa

    October 23, 2009