You know you’re in the right place when half the crowd looks like they just walked offstage somewhere else. That was the scene last weekend at The Camel. This wasn’t just another local gig—it was a sweat-soaked, whiskey-laced sermon delivered by Palm Palm. J Roddy...
“We need a little good trouble, don’t we?” Alan would say, his tall frame casting a shadow and that familiar twinkle in his eye. Farid Alan Schintzius passed away last Thursday, and I’ve been reflecting on the loss of someone I deeply admired. A true master of “good...