Z.B. Reeves
You Can’t Have Tenacity Without Triangles or Timpani
Tulsa Symphony Orchestra’s first performance of the year was a fist-pumper
Root Tulsa Is Now The Pickup
We got tired of crappy writing about Tulsa.
The 41st and Riverside Park Should Serve Me a Little Coffee
I guess no one thought to ask me.
Here Are All The Shitty Names We Thought Up In The Process Of Naming This Website
We did not realize the ubiquity of the phrase until we named a whole business venture for it
There Was Very Little Dia de Los Muertos at the Dia de Los Muertos Pickleball Tournament
If we’re fortunate, the ancestors might still look down and smile.
The Founder of Sand Springs Might Have Been a Real Weirdo (Or Worse)
Russell Cobb’s newest history, Ghosts of Crook County, traces the life—and the alleged fraud—of Charles Page, that scion of Sand Springs, Oklahoma, whose name graces a statue and street signs along the Arkansas River.
Philbrook’s New Show Gets Much Of America Right
Philbrook’s swaggering, massive exhibition “American Artists, American Stories” outlays the country with a wild resolve, more success than failure, and a few curatorial befuddlements.
Reggie Watts Isn’t Going To Get To The Point
A manic, hilarious show reminded me why Watts became popular in the first place.
And the Charlotte Bumgarner Quiet Audience Award Goes to…
Where "broken love songs to feed your misery" feel nice, actually.
TAC’s Rushed Presentation Forces Vinyard Into a Size too Small
This art deserved better.
