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Beast Mode: 15 Workouts You Can Do At Festivals

“Music festivals are a great opportunity to beat your vital organs into submission like they’re in the octagon with Ronda Rousey. Ostensibly serving as a substance abuse grand prix, fests can be awful for your body in other ways too. Inactivity due to passing out in random mud pits, holding still for selfies and ingesting deep-fried fuel that smells like fat-shaming won’t help you keep up on your fitness.” Click here to read more at


’Tis the season to be inundated with meaningful lists that arbitrarily come at year’s end (even though Austin’s Homecoming King Matthew McConaughey’s characters in True Detective and Interstellar would have you believe time is merely a trite construct, flat circle, black hole or something).

Instead of doing a drab and dull “Best Live Performance”(how can one plausibly get this one right?) or “Best New Artist” (trite and almost insulting to the artist named, which discounts their years of toil to find their voice), let’s have fun with this.” To read more, click this Tour Worthy hyperlink.

VH1’s LeAnn Rimes Cibrian Clickbait, only on!

LeAnn Rimes © Manuel Nauta

I remember being 13 years old and completely in love with this “How Do I Live?” Southern Belle.  For some reason the song played on my favorite hip-hop party radio station B96. Weird. I rekindled my affinity for the effervescent octave-slayer a few months back when I covered her for Texas Rock Report.  After the piece went live, I received dozens of tweets using my words of low attendance against her. The internets don’t take kindly to romantic grey areas I reckon, read more here..  

The Whiskey Sisters Keep Their Buzz Going (Review)


“You can count on one Austinite’s Topo-Chico-warming, breakfast-taco-shoveling-hand, the number of bands that have as zealous a weekly following as Austin’s The Whiskey Sisters”  To read more of the review head on over to Tour

Austin’s Buyers Club: A Fundraiser Featuring The McConaughey’s & Sheryl Crow


Next up for this near-flawless performer was the bluesy, Adult Top 40 hit “My Favorite Mistake”.  Accompanying Ms. Crow on part of her drummer’s drum kit, was the pocket-sized, aggressively adorable five-year old son of Camila Alves and Matthew McConaughey, Levi.  This kid had chops on the skins; he stayed in beat most of the time for the three songs he sat in on.  Levi’s proud parents danced and cheered him on from the front row and I could only help but wonder, “Is this real life?” Click Here To Read More….

It’s Okay To Give A Sh*t About Your Podcast/Web Series


Ahead of the release of my one-“man” podcast “Sweat All The Stuff” in May, I thought I’d #TBT with you an article I wrote for Comedy Of Chicago last year.  It’s a must read for anyone considering throwing their Steve-Martin-Fake-Arrow hat in the comedy podcasting/web series ring.  Click here to read more!

My Red Carpet Date With Perez Hilton At SXSW


(Me and Perez, guess which one of us has a million dollars in their bank account but doesn’t buy shirts.)

“During all of SXSW, you couldn’t stumble downtown ten feet in any direction before hitting a venue that had swore their bar’s showcase featured the future of music and SXSW.  Perez Hilton assured me in a brief interview held on the red carpet that his show featured the “future of music”.  I have a hunch he might be telling the truth.”  Read my full article at the Texas Rock Report

SXSW: Snoop Dogg Light’s Up Emo’s

Snoop Dogg aka Snoop Lion (photo @ Manuel Nauta)

“The venues ceilings vaulted sky high, but some on the ground floor may have been a bit higher.  After all, marijuana is the party favor that the evenings headliner is a famous fan of. Credit goes out to the security staff who confiscated more joints and drug paraphernalia, than a Laredo Border Control task force.” For more of my Snoop Dogg AKA Snoop Lion concert review go to the Texas Rock Report

Hall & Oates Hit All The Right Notes @ ACL Live

Daryl Hall (L) and John Oates (R)

First to strut past the busy stage was the pocket-sized John Oates dressed in all black complete with his signature curls and recognizable facial hair.  Then it was Daryl Hall’s turn to pierce through the fog of applause.  Hall, stood as tall as an alpine slope, with snow-dusted blonde hair, and a jarringly cool motorcycle jacket. A couple in front of me kept googling the duo’s ages in disbelief (Hall 67, Oates 64), and I’m here to testify that the two looked at least twenty-years younger than their wikipedia page would suggest. To read more of my review check out the Texas Rock Report