Old 97′s – Old Familiar Steam
Photography by Timothy Peterson.
This CK blazer pairs so well, it is on a first name basis with most everything in my closet. The notched collar and fitted waist is perfect for curves.
The hubs and I stumbled upon this quaint pub on Dallas’ McKinney Avenue during a nostalgic trolley ride. Nostalgic because trolleys just are, but also because we spent many a date night on that trolley when we lived in Dallas.
I saw Dallas’ most beloved punktry quartet, Old 97′s, play, I dunno, 30+ shows. Lead singer Rhett Miller was smart and funny when I interviewed him for The Dallas Observer, my first music journalism gig. Following the Old 97′s from club to club was a blast. Each show was a sweat bath for us front row devotees, but we lived for the catharsis. The 97′s played loud and fast (and as the night waned, loose), spinning love-gone-wrong into pure joy.
I was pretty much the World’s Most Chaste Groupie when I started writing, but how can a 19-year-old not hyperbolize about lead singers who dedicate songs to them? (It was “Big Brown Eyes” if you must know.) So yeah, my early stuff was gushing and flowery, but my passion and dedication to spellcheck seemed to make up for it. I am sharing those nascent stories with you because hopefully by now you are a fan of this site. If not, just pretend and leave a nice comment below.