After 12 years, South Florida's best pop-punk export is still going strong.
Our 2007 listening party with Vanilla Ice, Davy Jones, and Al Franken
Baby, if you ever wonder whatever happened to Ray — stop by the Underground
Sorry Vampire (Vagrant)
Dashboard Confessional takes community spirit to the Limits
The Final Curtain (567 Records)
Tat space for sale
Dashboard Confessional's Chris Carrabba offers his guide to soul-baring.
Helping a young genre grow up.
Needle Bed Vagrant
With Clematis Street sputtering, Ray's Downtown barely holds on as a beachhead of hip
Paradise? Purgatory? In 2005, South Florida music was a little bit of both.
And burns a few as well
Hide Nothing (Tooth and Nail)
Stickshift Lover struggles to escape the tar pits of its past
Carrabba's not just a crybaby!
Declaring emo dead, rocking the vote with the power of pad thai
The Second Coming of Christopher Ender Carrabba
One of Clematis Street's hippest hangouts could use a handout
A cadre of smart South Florida music entrepreneurs is bringing the area into the mainstream
The sweet, sweet sounds of SoFla
Passengers got on and off, but Pompano's Further Seems Forever finally arrives
Terrors and Squelchers at Churchill's, oh my!
Poulain's Isaac Lekach caught in tristate orchestral-pop spree
Jonah Matranga scribbles his emo stylings
The Rocking Horse Winner comes down the home stretch toward the big time
Dashboard Confessional, December 11, 2001
Pain and suffering only strengthen the Remedy Session's resolve to rock
Sadness is joy. Vulnerability is power. Dashboard Confessional is already bigger than Jesus ó the world just doesnít know it yet
Chris Carrabba can see rock íní roll paradise
Applying acoustic salve to the sting of tears with Dashboard Confessional
When is an emo-punk not an emo-punk?