When you're 23 years old, it's all about smoking dope out of an empty beer can, having sex in the backseat of your car, and watching Soul Train the next morning with a hammer-to-the-forehead hangover. At least, it would've been for me, if I had actually owned my own automobile. That period of my life was spent hitch hiking through an obstacle course of dysfunction. I'm still not sure how I ever made it to the age of 24 after a critical mass of epileptic seizures, pot busts, a rehab stint/interve
Yesterday we said goodbye to one of the family.
Tim "Temo" Watson (aka TMO, T-mo or Timo) was an essential part of the original ragtag gang of art punks and ditch skaters who had staked out mid-'80s Deep Ellum as the blank canvas where many of us would eventually leave our mark.Last week he lost his life after a motorcycle accident in Austin.Back in 1985, Watson's sister Lauri lived in a tricked-out loft space above the backstage at Theatre Gallery on Commerce Street. T's big sis was a professio
They were loud, rude, bratty and obnoxious. They smoked pot, drank lots of beer, did drugs and slept in their clothes. If you were a guy who hung out at Theatre Gallery during the late '80s, chances are pretty good that one (or more) of them fucked your girlfriend.
And they got away with it all because they were the best band in town.
When the Buck Pets' eponymous debut album was released on Island Records in 1987, your girl started making some plans of her own. She saw that album cover and d
