Courtesy of the David Castillo Gallery Since opening in 2005 the David Castillo Gallery has elbowed its way up the Wynwood pecking order with a consistent lineup of provocative, well-executed shows. The young dealer, who’s notched over a decade in the biz, often burns the midnight oil, typically putting in…
Kerry Ball A few weeks ago I received a e-mail from Miami photographer Kerry Ball, who specializes in photographing graffiti around the city. She pointed out a series of hearts that have been popping up all over town, particularly in the Downtown, Wynwood, Midtown and Overtown areas…
Ideally, leadoff men are supposed to set the tone every night with their first at bat of the game. Last night, Hanley Ramirez set the tone on fire, kicked it in the onions and ran away with its hot girlfriend. The first place Phillies strolled into Dolphin Stadium for what…
Last year, Miami Beach artist Steven Gagnon, created a rolling video installation on the plight of illegal aliens that patrolled local streets during Art Basel and earned a trip to Houston’s ArtCar Museum this spring. Gagnon’s “Border Cruiser” featured video projections on the rear windows in which a Brazilian man…
The humidity continues to rise as the being outdoors is getting to be unbearable. It’s the time of year when you run from your air-conditioned home to your air-conditioned car and drive yourself to your air-conditioned office. Who’s idea was it again to build a city over swampland? Aero Bar…
Jose D. Duran I can finally see why the geriatric set is so intensely loyal to the game of bingo. The mental escapism the game provides is unreal. You are so intent on winning that it consumes you. At least that’s how I felt when I made my way to…
The big “Sex and the City” opening kerfuffle has come and gone, and despite dire reviews from film critics (Roger Ebert’s was my personal fave), those four hot cougars went on to top the box office, doubling ticket sale expectations. In Miami, the opening weekend brought galas openings, enormous crowds,…
Photo Courtesy of VBS.TV/VICE Films When it comes to documentaries, it takes a lot to make me say, “holy shit.” You put enough news headlines in front of someone’s face and, unfortunately, real life stories become less and less shocking. But Vice Film’s “Heavy Metal in Baghdad” had me holy-shitting…
I can’t help feeling like the Miami Herald got it wrong when it gave this story on South Floridians who refuse to give up their love of SUVs and trucks despite the sharp increase in gas prices the following headline: “Gas prices can’t extinguish their love of SUVs.” Okay, I…
You know you’ve had a good weekend when you wake up Sunday morning and you have a litter of text messages reading: “WTF!!?! What happened to you last night?” or “Did you get home OK?” and “You were so fun last night!” Having to recollect what occurred the previous night…
Jose D. Duran Mural on the side the Margulies Collection at NW 6th Avenue. So when I woke up last week to find a subject to feature, this was originally what I had in mind. The mural, on the side of the warehouse that holds the Margulies Collection, is located…
Unlike some Dolphins bloggers and fan forum members, current and former NFL players are siding with JT on this whole fiasco. Colts Pro Bowl defensive end Dwight Freeney says that Taylor should get a little more respect than he’s getting: “He is the face of the franchise. Before him it…
I’m writing this at the moment with the most immense champagne hangover, so you know it was a great weekend. How could it not be? This weekend was so action packed that if you stayed home watching Flavor of Love reruns, I feel bad for you. Rag Trade Grand Reopening…
Justin Namon/thepopnessparty Modeselektor bringing the German groove to Studio A. Modeseleketor with Otto Von Schirach Saturday, May 31, 2008 Studio A, Miami Better than: When Dieter says, “Now is the time on Sprockets vhen ve dance.” For a moment last night it felt like Studio A was back to buzzing…
Photo courtesy of Nicejewishgirlsgonebad.com Nice Jewish Girls Gone Bad The Alfred I. DuPont Building Saturday, May 31, 2008 I dig bawdy. And I dig burlesque. Lots. In fact, the bawdier the burlesque the better I dig it. Those of you who know me know I was back in a booth…
Jose D. Duran Rag Trade’s new owners Jason Jimenez and Lauren “Lolo” Reskin. When Rag Trade owner Stephanie Spiegel decided to leave the sunny shores of Miami to work in an organic farm in Israel, it left many perplexed. In less than year, Spiegel had created one of Miami’s most…
Natalie O’Neill Alerta! Miami Indie Showcase Friday, May 30, 2008 White Room, Miami It’s not that indie rock kids can’t dance. It’s just that, at most shows, they spend more time leaning against a wall or sucking down a cigarette than moving to the beat. But not at Alterta Indie…
It’s a story we’ve heard a million times, but it still doesn’t get any less infuriating. If fact, it happened to me. As a renter, you pay on time only to find out your landlord hasn’t been keeping up with his/her payments. Here’s how it went down for Mustang Bobby…
Our annual Best of Miami issue has come and gone, and months after reporting and researching and writing our exhaustive entries, I’ve discovered a real candidate for next year’s Best Hair Removal category. (Yeah, I just made that up). Wax On, Wax Off is a spankin’ new salon right next…
It was Saturday night, when it finally hit me – Miami is going through a seasonal renaissance. At 4 a.m., I was still wandering around the Overtown/NE 14 Street area when I stumbled into the Vagabond for the Dirtybird Invasion. Despite the low light and my blurry vision, it seemed…
Contemporary artist, Frank Haines said it best: “When aliens come to Earth and ask what hardcore music is, just give them Cro-Mags Age of Quarrel.” Reading Jon Joseph’s book is an experience that you will never forget, especially the last couple of chapters about his crack addiction. Listen to part…
Jose D. Duran Sidewalk on the corner of NW 28th Street and NW 6th Avenue. Waking up early this morning to realize I had nothing for this week’s StreetWorks meant I had to drag myself out of bed to find something to talk about. I hopped into my car and…
