Trial by Piano
Why knock yourself out for two grueling weeks at a piano competition in Fort Worth? For $12,000—and a string of concert bookings money can’t buy.
Why knock yourself out for two grueling weeks at a piano competition in Fort Worth? For $12,000—and a string of concert bookings money can’t buy.
Before Six Flags, before Astroworld, there was Playland.
From giant freshwater prawns to bikini-clad coeds, from ancient Indian artifacts to swimming pigs, there’s something for everyone on the San Marcos River.
Archbishop Patrick Flores acts like a country priest, but he has a tough job: he is the most powerful Catholic clergyman in Texas, and perhaps the most powerful Mexican American as well.
The last word on tortillas: how to make them, when to eat them, and why they should be in every artist’s studio.
Astronauts used to be dashing pilots. Now they’re doctors, scientists, and . . . sanitary engineers.
Nineteen people you voted for and one you didn't.
These gifts should activate the wanderlust in any recent graduate.
The stake is survival—for either the sheep and goat ranchers of West Texas or the smartest predator of all.
West of Fort Worth, General Dynamics builds the F-16, a good little fighter plane that could have been great if the Air Force brass had kept their hands off it.
It IS whether you win. And these eight Texans are winners.
The most expensive, amazing, dynamic, futuristic, and sexy way not to solve a transit crisis.
A tale of passion in the double-knit aristocracy.
In the southeast corner of Texas, more people get cancer than anywhere else in the state. Why?
How you can—and why you should—go camping in the middle of the week.
Today’s high-tech camping gear has stolen a march on your old kit bag.
Camping gets you back to the basics: blisters, chiggers, and, yes, deep satisfaction.
Someone endured weeks of hard work, loneliness, and seasickness to land that lovely pink delicacy on your plate.
In her darkest, final hours, a young mother turns to a new kind of medical care for help.
For a man and his daughter out for a pleasant day’s fishing, the first sign of danger was a man’s hat floating silently down the stream.
Onstage, all happy lounge acts are alike; offstage, all unhappy lounge acts are unhappy in their own ways.
What to eat, how to shop, and where to boogie in the most enchanting corner of Texas.
State highway patrolmen hate the 55 mph speed limit almost as much as other Texas motorists do, and for better reasons.
Lock your doors. The police have given up trying to catch burglars.
When machine-printed polyester or rayon won’t do, consider the work of Texas’ top textile artists.
Zoos are fine for people, but they make animals go crackers.
Ranger was the most romantic field in the early oil boom. Now a major company is risking its future to prove that romance still lives.
The glory days of the oil industry aren’t over; they’ve only just begun.
When buyers and sellers converge on Dallas’s Apparel Mart for a week-long orgy of fashionable commerce, high style and discriminating taste confront the cold reality of the bottom line.
Clements is ready for the Legislature, but is the Legislature ready for him?
That’s what the Legislature is here to do, and unless we’re lucky, it just may.
We’ve got inadequate airports, jam-packed airspace, and antiquated traffic control system, and inept federal overseers. Is air safety just pie in the sky?
You can drink coffee out of them, plant ivy in them, or put them on a pedestal. The only thing you can’t do with these realist ceramic boots is wear them.
The Astros were going to the World Series. But—
Better not shout, cry, or pout, ‘cause we’re telling you why, after all these years, Santa Claus is still coming to town.
There’s no Christmas like a south-of-the-border Christmas, with gift ideas to match.
Polo? It’s passé. Big game hunting? Humdrum. It’s the pursuit of the wily blue marlin that admits men to the world’s most exclusive club.
Because nobody at city hall is doing his job, that’s why.
Okay, we heard that snicker. But give the place a chance. You’ll find plenty to enjoy.
The Denton millionaire hated drugs and liked cops. He also liked Muscles Foster, a footloose cowboy who was one of Texas’ biggest drug runners.
South Texas went into a frenzy preparing for Hurricane Allen, then the guest of honor never showed up.
Hurricane Allen proved that everyone talks about the weather but nobody knows much about it—least of all the National Weather Service.
The ingredients: a criminal with soiled cash, an ambitious banker, a savvy go-between. The result: an almighty mess for Houston’s Allied Bank.
Is inflation deflating your standard of living? You are not alone.
Football has degenerated into a routine encounter between two sets of programmed, steroid-stuffed robots. These trick plays could change all that.
A photographer finds mystery and magic.
What you don’t know about your fire department could burn you up.
Two brave bulls stood between Paco Olivera and the prize he had worked for all his life.
When black militant Lee Otis Johnson got out of prison his old friends welcomed him with open arms. Later, some of them wished they hadn’t.
Where else but the Galleria could you find a lavender lace Western dress, a Persian turquoise necklace, and Texas’ most expensive potato chips?