Can’t go see it. This isn’t funny. I laughed many years ago when a student at SMU where I was an adjunct teacher said to me, “Everything I know about Vietnam, I know from Sylvester Stallone.” The reference, which I did not think was ironic, was to the then recent…
A crow’s eye view of the stray dog problem in Dallas, especially in the city’s often poor and violent southeastern sector, is daunting. We look down on thousands and thousands of dogs running loose through neighborhoods, many in semi-feral packs that strike out fearlessly from lairs in alleys and overgrown…
At this point, the jokes about country music make themselves. There is nothing fresh or relevant about making fun of country music anymore, especially if you’re talking about the unfortunate bro-country subgenre. That doesn’t mean that we’ll stop making jokes about these inept and shirtless knuckle-draggers, but this is where…
Former Dallas Carter High School football player Arthur Muhammad, now a filmmaker, doesn’t know how lucky he is that I failed in my own attempt to get a movie made about the 1988 David W. Carter High School Cowboys. Not that I came close. But it provided me with a…
I ate a lot of bone marrow this past year, and the only dish that really wowed me was the one you see pictured above. It’s bacon-crusted bone marrow and it’s served with either uni or caviar, depending on the mood of chef John Tesar at his new steakhouse, Knife…
On Wednesday night in Dallas, this 38 year-old, balding suburbanite and married father of one (with a second child on the way) did something I hadn’t done before. Though I’ve been canvassing the North Texas musical landscape for over 20 years as a fan and, more recently, as a music…
The Dallas Morning News ran a picture earlier this week of Mayor Mike Rawlings with a huge grin on his face while he watched a gigantic mechanical claw rip down a dilapidated house in West Dallas — exactly the grin I might have have had, too, had I been there…
If you know her only in her formal public persona, one of the things you may not know about former Dallas City Council member Angela Hunt is that she’s really funny. She and her husband, Park Board member Paul Sims, would make a killer stand-up duo at any comedy club…
On the one hand there is the immediate case of Tennell Atkins, the Dallas City Council member accused of assaulting a city employee at City Hall in early December. On the other hand, there is City Hall. I thought they were having a security crackdown to protect the council from…
My big hope for this coming year would be that 2015 will be The Year of Talking Honestly. The bitterness and recrimination hanging in malevolent clouds over the 16-year-old Trinity toll road debate really have very little to do with the nature of the project itself. It’s about roads, parks…
Churlish is my middle name, so I guess I’ll go ahead and complain about people who are on my own side now in the Trinity toll road debate. In an otherwise really great piece about it last week, D Magazine Publisher Wick Allison made reference again to what he agreed…
When you think of music festivals in Texas, you most likely think of the ones in Austin. Regardless of what Dallas’ music community would like to believe, where the state’s status quo is concerned, that’s the way it is. Austin has, just to name a few: Fun Fun Fun Fest,…
As the end of the year approaches, I find myself pondering all the big questions of my existence, as in, “Why can’t I go pick up carry-out food in a restaurant without being accosted by an angry Dallas public school teacher who wants to tell me what a butt-head I…
“2014: The year in Vonciel Jones Hill.” That is my title for this essay. Why? Because I firmly believe that if you can understand what’s wrong with Vonciel Jones Hill, you can understand what’s wrong with our city. No, wait. You can understand what’s wrong with the universe. At some…
You saw here yesterday that The Dallas Morning News named a new editor to replace Bob Mong, who is retiring. I always admired Mong, a fact I tried to keep to myself. I know nothing about the new person, Mike Wilson. James M. Moroney III, president of A.H. Belo, owner…
A few quick updates for you on some of those Blacklands toll road issues I told you about earlier in the week. Apparently I was wrong about a lot of stuff. See also: State Road Officials Balk. I told you state Representative Cindy Burkett of Sunnyvale, our always sunny suburb…
I tend to keep a sharp nose out for possible nearby flatulence, and I am beginning to pick up strong whiffs from the old downtown political establishment — the ones former Mayor Laura Miller always called “The Boys” — in terms of how they will deal with next May’s watershed…
Sooner or later we’re going to find out who’s really pushing behind the scenes for that private “Blacklands” private toll road they want to build northeast of Dallas from Rowlett to Greenville. And I don’t mean the private dudes who want to build it for profit. I mean who in…
It’s the holiday season. A time of joy. A time of laughter. A time when everyone likes to buy their favorite friends and family members presents whilst being total dicks to all the strangers in their path. Let’s all go to NorthPark and play Holiday Shopping Bingo! The Twitchy-Eyed Mom…
By the way and for what it’s worth, I am aware that I have been talking about nothing but the Trinity toll road for about a month, and I promise that I am on the verge of checking myself in for a toll road detox. Temporary detox. But here’s the…
By Rip Rowan Rip Rowan is a Dallas producer and engineer whose credits include artists like the Old 97s, the Deathray Davies, Whiskey Folk Ramblers, Fate Lions and Dovetail. He also performs on keyboards and drums (sometimes at the same time) with his indie singer-songwriter wife, Vanessa Peters and other…
The thing about Dallas lawyer Marcos Ronquillo, who formally announced yesterday he’s running for mayor of Dallas, is not that he’s Hispanic. We’ve seen that movie before. If Ronquillo’s last name can bring more Latino voters to the polls next May, then that may change the equation somewhat, but Domingo…
