Denton County Sheriff’s Department arrested country singer Randy Travis at 1:30 a.m. today and released him later in the morning.
The Denton Record Chronicle reports that Travis was found in his car intoxicated with an open bottle of wine outside First Baptist Church of Sanger. He owns a ranch not too far away in Tioga.
The Morning News version notes Travis’ recent problems, how he had to walk offstage during a performance last year. But they make no mention of his having stolen his dentist’s wife.
What would an Eminem frustration rap about the Cowboys sound like? *
*Yes, it’s behind a paywall. The takeaway is Eminem is a Cowboys fan and he’s frustrated.
This is sort of charming, and relevant to Dallas because Ben, who’s from Greenville, got his start here and used to call me at the Observer and leave, like, seven minute voicemail messages wherein he’d basically narrate what he was doing. Like, “It’s pretty hot, I think I’m going to put on some shorts” and “I think I’m going to make a sandwich” and so on.
Let’s get right to it:
Friday
I’ll start by noting that if you still want to go to the game out in Arlington that’s not really the Cotton Bowl, there are tickets available online. And if you’re a fan of Anderson Cooper’s favorite “comedian,” she’s in town too.
Those who prefer a higher brow evening should hit the First Friday at the Modern in Fort Worth. I know, I know, it’s such a long drive to get to Cowtown, but where else are you going to be able to enjoy cocktails, dinner, jazz by the group Outer Circles, a docent-led tour of the museum galleries, plus a movie about the Shakespeare of Germany, Young Goethe in Love? Yep, nowhere else.
Get some insight into the two rappers’ strategy in this funny, curse-filled interview at GQ.com. A taste:
Fabolous: One thing they gotta fix is that if someone be taking days to make they move, you should be able to resign motherf—ers. Like, they be taking days to make a move.
Big Boi: Yeah.
Fabolous: And the other thing is that the kid in the studio, when we was playing in the board game, like, you can’t just be trying s—. Like, just plugging in words and letters. I think you should get like three, four tries and that’s it.
I agree 100 percent, by the way. I’ve wanted to be able to resign motherf—ers forever.
It looks like the Trans-Siberian Orchestra’s winter tour is skipping Dallas this year. The closest they’ll come is the Frank Erwin Center in Austin, where they’ll play tonight. It’s all for the best, though. The wife and I caught some of this noise on the Christmas station as we shopped Sunday, and we were both momentarily overcome by homicidal tendencies. By the end, I was seeing visions of Santa rampaging through a snowy village, vaporizing homes with his laser vision as his demonic reindeer breathed fire on the survivors. Merry effin’ Christmas.
An alert FrontBurnervian points us to this essay by Old 97’s frontman Rhett Miller about what it’s like to be a rockstar and a father. Stop what you’re doing and take four minutes to read it. Good stuff. Sample:
Every freaking day they wake up demanding to be fed again. And then, more likely than not, refusing to eat the meal you’ve prepared. Every day. There is no cycle, much less a break from the cycle. There is only the grind. I feel like I’m tour managing an endless tour with a band comprised of subliterate narcissists.
During a weekend road trip to Houston, I discovered one area in which Sweat City beats Dallas hands down: They have a classic country radio station, and we don’t. The appropriately named “Country Legends” revels in the catalogues of Willie and Waylon, Kenny and Dolly, Hank and Dwight, and other artists we all know on a first-name basis. Why can’t we get a station like that? The powers-that-be at Cumulus Radio should remember this the next time they’re ready to change the format of 93.3 FM (tick tock, tick tock).
Once we get a classic country station, we can set our sights on a classic hip-hop station. How great would it be to have a channel that played vintage Public Enemy, Run-DMC, LL Cool J, A Tribe Called Quest, and De La Soul? It sure would beat the noise they play on K104 and 97.9 The Beat.
FrontRow has two VIP tickets to Saturday’s benefit concert (featuring Rhett Miller of the Old 97’s, Sarah Jaffe, and The O’s) up for grabs. Enter to win here.
Quick, though, you only have 30 minutes or so before we must randomly select a winner.
Andrew Meals and his wife Charlie (aka Multi-ID and Lady Multi) are in a group called The Weekend Hustler. You probably already know this. Me, I’m just now learning about them, thanks to Pegasus News. Below, you’ll find the video for their new song “Sexycalifragilisticexpialidopeness,” which, from what I can tell, is about two zombie skeletons that are installing a chain-link fence. Turn this up really loud at work.
In the October edition of D Magazine, Willard Spiegelman wrote that times were tough at the Dallas Opera. Well, things just got a little brighter. The opera announced today that they have raised $20 million for their “Cultural Renaissance Endowment Fund.” The details are over on FrontRow.
Traditional-country-music icon Johnny Bush, who penned the Willie Nelson anthem “Whiskey
River,” says today’s Nashville producers have “tied the hands” of C&W songwriters. “You can’t say anything bad about the woman. You can’t talk about drinking anymore,” Bush said. And that’s a problem because true country music has traditionally been about such “real-life situations,” he added.
The Houston-born, longtime resident of San Antonio (pictured) was in Dallas Saturday to play a private fundraising party for Dallas’ Museum of Biblical Art. During the party the art museum unveiled a series of 14 planned, life-sized religious sculptures by artist Gib Singleton. Bush said the backyard bash for 275 guests–held at the spectacular, Desco Drive mansion of charity benefactor Faye Briggs–was “probably the biggest private party I ever worked, of this stature. … This is a pretty high-class soiree.” Read more in the Q&A with Bush that follows.