Cory Graves

Buzz Rankings: 7/5/12

Snow Tha Product Places At The Top Of This Week's List. Each week, we take a survey of the local music scene each and try to determine which bands in town...

Can You Mail It?

Hat's Off To The Postal Service. A couple of weeks, back we bemoaned that column of ours wasn't focusing enough on the unconventionally-shaped packages aspect ...

Country Strong.

Oak Cliff's Campo Has a New Chef and a New Menu. Campo Modern Country Bistro has been a constant in the booming Oak Cliff food scene, but, back in the spr...

Songs About Dallas

Ray Wylie Hubbard's Dallas After Midnight. There are a ton of songs about or inspired by Dallas. And they say a lot about who we are. So, each week in thi...

Buzz Rankings: 6/28.

This Week It's Jonathan Tyler In The Limelight. Each week, we take a survey of the local music scene each and try to determine which bands in town are rea...

Can You Mail It?

Herb's The Word. The late Mitch Hedberg had an oft-quoted one liner that he loved his mailman because "he's a drug dealer and he don't even know it." But what ...

Buzz Rankings: 6/21.

This Week, St. Vincent Got A Giant Amount Of Love. Each week, we take a survey of the local music scene each and try to determine which bands in town are real...

Can You Mail It?

We Just Canned Get Enough. In the young lifespan of this column, we've already noticed a trend in that we kind of get a kick out of mailing things inside clear...

Buzz Rankings: 6/14.

You Got So Much Love For The Rocket Summer. Each week, we take a survey of the local music scene each and try to determine which bands in town are really putti...

Can You Mail It?

We Got Five On It. In past versions of this column, we've tested the limits of what types of materials the USPS would handle and what types of unconventional p...

Cory Graves

Associate Editor

Cory Graves is the Associate Editor at Central Track. He enjoys not only writing about Dallas and its local music scene, but being a part of it as a member of the band Vandoliers. Courtney Love once referred to him onstage as “my fucking therapist,” which he immediately put on his resume.