Music is like the mob: Just when you think you're out, something pulls you back in. At least that's how it worked for Adam Bertholdi of Denton's Cozy Hawks. Bertholdi, like many musicians, has always pulled double shifts in numerous local bands, sometimes as a guitarist and background vocalist, oth ... More >>
As we wind down the month of June and find ourselves square in the middle of 2012, there's that old familiar nudge to gather, quantify, qualify and categorize the local music we've enjoyed so far this year. Here are some of of favorites.
Welcome to Local Music 'Mericans, where we get to know the people behind the scenes in Dallas/Fort Worth music. Josh Baish is the head honcho at Denton's Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Studios, perhaps one of the most important venues in DFW's music scene since opening in 1997. Baish owes its success to ... More >>
In this week's paper, you may notice a piece including some of our DC9 writers' choices for best albums of the year. But, space being limited, we couldn't run all of our writers' lists. So, thanks to the power of the Internet, we're doing just that, right here. Denton-based scribe Andy Odom picks ... More >>
Welcome to Staff Trax, the weekly feature here on DC9 where we shed some light on the music we've been enjoying of late, regardless of the touring or album release schedules that tend to bear the focus of most of our coverage. Consider it a chance for you readers to get some more insight into ... More >>
Never Hear the End of It (Yep Roc)
Plus: The Glasgow School, History Lesson
Hesitation Eyes (Heatstroke)
Wednesday, October 13
So Much for the City (EMI International)
The Mink Lungs are Brooklyn's hippest export without even trying
November 21; November 25
Excuses for Travellers (4AD/Beggars Banquet) / Big Tobacco (Ashmont/Spunk Records)
Variety Nightmare pops into Melodic Overkill; The Topaz Awards go by the wayside; Little Jack Melody party with Noise and Smoke
Arthur Lee was the mastermind of one of rock's most influential -- and most forgotten -- bands. Today he's in prison, and for the first time, he's talking.
Or: Rock and roll isn't dead, it just doesn't smell bad