Mercury Lounge
Psych Rock In The Possum House
Japanese legends Acid Mothers Temple took an interplanetary trip at Mercury Lounge
In ‘The Lowdown,’ I’m The Only Person Playing Myself
You know him, you love him. He's probably helped you get home safe. Here's Big Fish, the Mercury Lounge's revered bouncer, in his own words.
After He Was Chicago Pope, And Before He Was Pope-Pope, He Was Tulsa Pope
That and more in this week’s roundup of Tulsa scuttlebutt
My Brush With Immortality Involved A Small Mouse And A Lot of Borax
Boxing squirrels, piles of guts and more about taxidermy than you ever stopped to consider
The Boys Really Were Back In Town
Two of Tulsa's finest paired up for a night of songs at the Merc, with a genuine country music superstar in the crowd.
Working the Early Shift
A profoundly weird and enjoyable happy hour pedal steel residency
Willi Carlisle Hits A Little Too Close To Home
Think Pete Seeger if he grew up listening to punk in the internet age.
Soup’s On: Dane Arnold’s Sunday Night Residency Is A Must-See
Like many Tulsa bands with residencies, The Soup is a collective of musicians who could front their own outfit (and often do). Music writer Becky Carman checked in on their latest Sunday night show at Mercury Lounge.
“Nobody Smokes Anymore” And Other Observations From Robert Ellis’s Visit To The Mercury Lounge
Are "evening with [insert artist]" shows supposed to be boring? If so, someone may want to let Robert Ellis know.
