The Mother, the Son, and the Holy Boast

With the recent limelight on the Magic City’s growing yayo-enthused rappers, it’s hard to believe that a guy with a New York City swagger could infiltrate the 305 crunk mafia. But Dynas, a 28-year-old Queens native who came to Miami as a teenager, has become one of the city’s most…

A Star Is Buddz

When you think of dancehall music, it’s safe to assume that the island of Bermuda isn’t the first locale that leaps to mind. In fact, though Bermuda is often mistaken as a Caribbean island, its closest neighbor is actually North Carolina. Other Bermuda oddities include the Bermuda Triangle, Bermuda shorts,…

You’ve Been Ralphed!

A s if the trademark T-Mobile ring tone hasn’t annoyed you enough, just imagine trying to freestyle over it. That’s what the up-and-coming Miami rapper Prelude was asked to do when he received a recent phone call from one Johnny Escardo. Escardo identified himself as an A&R exec from DTP…

Criminal Minded

When you first lay eyes on Jediah, you can’t help but notice the teardrop-shape tattoo on his upper left cheek, not to mention the barrels of two smoking shotguns inked on either side of his neck. “I got a lot of tattoos,” Jediah says, lifting his pant leg to display…

Don’t I Know You?

His face inevitably looks familiar, like someone you’ve met at a real estate function on Brickell. Or he might’ve been that lousy waiter from Cafeteria on Lincoln Road. Or maybe he was the lucky bastard who nabbed the last parking spot on Washington Avenue. Whatever the case, you just know…

Hustle & Flow

If you’ve paid a recent late-night visit to the Krispy Kreme Doughnuts in North Miami Beach, chances are you’ve seen Bobby Washington in the parking lot. “This is when it gets really packed,” notes the 33-year-old R&B singer. Washington cuts an odd figure amid the SUVs and sedans circling this…

Leslie and the LYs

Leslie Hall is the reigning female geek of 2005. A graduate of the School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, the 23-year-old rapper is riding the crest of a dork-chic phenomenon that began with Napoleon Dynamite and will inevitably end with an entirely new generation of system administrators. And…

Indie as Fuck

On the tenth floor of an anonymous building that stands among high-ranked law firms and accounting offices in the financial mecca known as the Brickell district, there lies a small room that looks like a college dorm unit, decorated with random pictures of graffiti on the wall and a boom…