Hey Rusty, congrats to you and your son.
Even though we have family just north of A, we rarely make it into the city for anything other than the Alamo Draft House, or the art museum.
Unfortunately the party district is suffering from the usual suspects. If you can tolerate commercialized weirdness, drunk college kids, pimps and thieves then stroll down 6th street where you can still find a few musical surprises (keep your wallet in your front pocket). Stepping into a tiny street-side bar, we were treated by Omar and the Howlers to some good ol', cranking rock and roll.