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Lil Jon. 9 p.m., Cameo, 1445 Washington Ave., Miami Beach; 786-235-5800; cameomiami.com. Tickets cost $50 to $5,000. There have been rumors Playboy is going out business, and Hugh Hefner's empire of fake tits and airbrushed cellulite will wither away like the editor's wrinkly wiener after Viagra wears off. There is also a rumor that Lil Jon suffered a mild heart attack after drinking a pimp cup of grape Four Loko.
But it's all just a bunch of gossip. Playboy and Lil Jon are alive and well, and they're hosting a kick ass New Year's Eve fiesta at Cameo. Expect the king of crunk to drop a Dirty South DJ set while slightly buzzed Bunnies work the crowd. Oh, and there's a pretty good chance a few of the host's famous bros, such as his good friend and mid-2000s collaborator, Usher, might show up.
Let's just sum it up this way: From the windows to the walls, till the sweat drips down 2010's balls, it's gonna be crunktastic.
Sasha Grey. With Spam Allstars. 8 p.m., Catalina Hotel, 1732 Collins Ave., Miami Beach; 305-674-1160; catalinahotel.com. Tickets cost $95 via catalinasouthbeach.com/newyears2011. Every fifteen years or so, the adult film industry gives birth to a porn star whose talents go beyond anal DP. And these days, Sasha Grey is that special sex pro who doesn't do all her work while on her back. Or facedown. Or in a squatting position.
So far, she's been a non-nude model, legit actress, serious musician, and part-time disc jockey. And now, fresh off her most mainstream gig, playing herself (and Vinnie Chase's girlfriend) on Entourage, Grey's gonna be doing her DJ thing as part of the Catalina's All-Access New Year's Eve Party. Sure, there won't be any anal DP. But it should still be a good time.
Jamie Foxx. With Kaskade, DJ MOS, and David Berrie. 9 p.m., LIV, 4441 Collins Ave., Miami Beach; 305-674-4680; livnightclub.com. Tickets cost $425 to $10,000 via fbnye.snaptickets.com. It's unlikely Mr. Foxx will come close to matching the absurd spectacle of overloaded smoke machines and 1,000 pounds of glitter Lady Gaga brought to the Fontainebleau last year. Expect the Oscar and Grammy winner to keep things a little more dignified.
Then again, after two hours of open bar, Jamie might just slip on a meat dress and give Gaga a run for her money. We can already hear all the scantily clad bimbos and their Ed Hardy-wearing boyfriends singing in unison, glasses in the air: "Blame it on the Goose, got you feeling loose/Blame it on the Patron, got you in the zone/Blame it on the A-a-a-alcohol!"