Voting Rites
LBJ, George Wallace, Selma: Eavesdropping on the making of history 35 years ago this month.
LBJ, George Wallace, Selma: Eavesdropping on the making of history 35 years ago this month.
Henry Kissinger versus UT.
In the January/February issue of the Columbia Journalism Review, Texas Monthly‘s editor, Gregory Curtis, was selected as one of the ten best editors in the magazine business, placing him in the illustrious company of such industry standard-bearers as Jann Wenner (Rolling Stone) and Graydon Carter (Vanity Fair). Around these parts,
by the Bad Livers, the Hollisters, and Dynamite Hack.
books by Christopher Reich and Jay Brandon
When a dog chewed off a toddler's nose, cheeks, and lips, the doctors at Dallas' Children's Medical Center sprang into action.
At heart, Dewey Winburne was an educator, not an entrepreneur; he saw technology as a tool for doing good rather than doing well. Even so, he was able to survive in Austin’s heady new economy—until the pressure got to him.
City folks with money to burn are driving up the cost of living in the Davis Mountains and the state’s other pretty places. What’s a rancher to do?
Cuff links? A commemorative plate? For Alamo hobbyists like me, rule number one is, Never surrender or retreat from the chance to snag a few iconic tchotchkes.
A flood, a fire, a car accident, a murder, and of course, a restaging of the battle for Texas’ independence: scenes from the making of The Alamo.
A ballerina on her toes.
Willie Brown
Viva Max!
How is the president and co-founder of Austin ad agency GSD&M expanding his reach into the realm of entertainment? One account at a time.
The last word (for now) on Davy Crockett.
The Houston Ballet presents a world premiere that gives audiences the royal treatment. Plus: The life of tejano singer Selena takes center stage in San Antonio and Dallas; a music festival that's sure to give you the blues comes to Dallas; Austin plugs into the South by Southwest Interactive Festival;
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For years Dallas’ most prolific jewel thief robbed the mansions of socialites like Nancy Brinker and Annette Simmons. If not for his girlfriend’s crack use, he might have gotten away with it forever.
In these days of online overkill, it’s rare for someone not to be plugged into a computer, particularly someone who works for magazines and newspapers. This month we welcome a newcomer to the world of high technology: Dallas illustrator Dorit Rabinovitch. A veteran artist who usually does her color work
You do, right? Joe Jamail, Red McCombs, Mark Cuban, and seven other superrich Texans tell you how.
Houstonian Chris Rogers shows more poise and less noise with her third Dixie Flannigan mystery, Chill Factor (Bantam). The story, centered around a group of granny bandits who drop the dishcloth and take up armed bank robbery, tracks well and neatly wraps up with a tight curtain closer. Tough-gal Dixie
If the gods hadn’t meant us to laugh, they wouldn’t have given us Jim Hightower. The rabidly populist Austinite (and former Texas ag commissioner) inspires chuckles all around as he champions workaday Americans in If the Gods Had Meant Us to Vote They Would Have Given Us Candidates (HarperCollins). Needless
In this quaintly addictive tale, the house of the title is a sort of anti-bordello for women, where the male residents provide lovelorn ladies not with sex but with solace, sweetness, and romance. The adroitness with which Kathy Hepinstall carries off this surreal premise is all the more impressive given
Although they hate to let anyone get away with murder, Harris County detectives Harry Fikaris and Roger Wedgeworth are finding that cracking unsolved cases is no easy task.
The curtain rises on Dabney Coleman.
How a retired agribusinessman from Houston is betting the ranch (and the jungles of Mexico) on bamboo.
East Texas native George Dawson couldn’t read until he was 98. Now, at 102, he’s written a memoir. Next up: a high school equivalency diploma—but no driving.
Rob Roy Parnell’s Jacksboro Highway (Blue Rocket) manages to pay righteous homage to jump blues, T-Bone Walker, the Jacksboro Highway, and the Texas roadhouse experience on this eleven-song compilation produced by his brother, Lee Roy.
The former stripper, the tabloid, and George W. Bush.
Mean Gene Kelton’s Most Requested (Avatar) offers fifteen scorching boogie and blues tracks, including the signature “My Baby Don’t Wear No Panties” from the journeyman Houston bar warrior, with his two sons as his rhythm section.
Quiero Un Camaro (#3), by Los #3 Dinners, marks the first recording in more than a decade by San Antonio’s loosest garage band.
Catfish, Carp, and Diamonds: 35 Years of Texas Blues (Catfish), a survey of homegrown sounds recorded by folk scholar Tary Owens, includes tracks by the Grey Ghost, Mance Lipscomb, and Dave Tippen, an elderly prisoner who delivers a heart-wrenching performance recorded behind prison walls.
Little Jack Melody and His Young Turks’ Noise and Smoke (Kilroy), celebrating Texas’ most twisted cabaret act, finally captures the group in its element (i.e., recorded live). . . . Catfish, Carp, and Diamonds: 35 Years of Texas Blues (Catfish), a survey of homegrown sounds recorded by folk scholar Tary
Slaid Cleaves is a craftsman. Broke Down, his second national release, is carved and polished just so, the work of someone who has studied his influences: Woody Guthrie, Hank Williams, Bruce Springsteen. Lured to Austin from Portland, Maine, a decade ago by the work of Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Butch Hancock,
From the late forties into the early sixties, the Big “D” Jamboree was Dallas’ answer to the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville and the Louisiana Hayride in Shreveport. Broadcasting live from the Sportatorium on KRLD, the Jamboree was a favored stop for touring stars as well as a launching pad
Three tracks deep into Something Happened, “Peace of Mind” jolts to a start with a ricochet drum beat. Close behind, electric guitars bleat in accompaniment as Seela begins to sing: “Peace of mind, peace of mind, I’ve been doing fine without you here.” Seemingly nothing special, a simple melody; but
Jimmie Dale Gilmore’s voice reminds me of reading the Bible. The speech is so stilted and hopelessly antiquated, it somehow rings poetic. Since 1991’s groundbreaking After Awhile, though, the voice and the songs seem to have been either muddled in the mix or overwhelmed by bombast passing for production values.
Rereading John Graves
Bettering the best of the century.
Is Kay Bailey Hutchison plotting a run for Governor? And other questions about Texas politics in the new millennium.
Which Oscar-winner did Alvin Ailey act alongside in the play Call Me by My Rightful Name ?
San Antonio's Carver Center builds for the future with groundbreaking productions. Plus: A picture-perfect exhibit opens at the Dallas Museum of Art; celebrities open the book on Texas letters in Dallas; a capital gang heads to Odessa; and a music symposium composes itself in Georgetown.
He looks like a cross between Ed Asner and Uncle Charley from My Three Sons, but don’t get Dave Hickey started on the subject of beauty— his own or anyone else’s.
My mane attraction.
With Fort Worth’s Michael Auping as a curator and nine of the state’s artists participating, this year’s Whitney Biennial puts a New York spotlight on the art of Texas.
He’s worth tens of millions of dollars at age 28, but money, as they say, can’t buy happiness: Two weeks in the life of Andrew Busey, dot-com hotshot.
For an ideal long-weekend destination, try this dusty artists colony 25 miles south of Santa Fe. It's a New Mexican version of Marfaonly a fraction of the size.
Dick Lane got to be the best pool player in Texas history by tirelessly honing his technique. Now he wants to improve the sport he lovesbut it's a long shot.
A Mexican food fight; Amarillo's values.
How a ruling by a Texas judge could put the issue of gun control back in the hands of the U.S. Supreme Court.