It should be easy to bristle at the mildewed cliche that “rock ’n’ roll is a young man’s game.” Sure ignoring for a moment the archaic gender-exclusivity inherent in the phrase it’s true that youth might be a salve against the grind of late nights and cramped vans, the stomach-churning sustenance of greasy gas
In the mid-aughts, Fort Worth’s Black Tie Dynasty was one of the most popular North Texas bands around. Their blend of pulsing rhythms, slinky guitar lines, and hooky electroclash, along with singer/guitarist Cory Watson’s enthralling, emotive yawl, saw the band quickly snapped up by Dallas’ Idol Records and sent out