Michale Graves got his big break after nailing an audition for the role of Not Glenn Danzig in Jerry Only’s 1995 re-boot of campy pop-punk rock crew the Misfits. And ever since, his musical career has been on a singular and vertiginous path that makes his story one of the…
To really understand Kenny Millions’ My Hoe Wants to Paint project — performed once, this evening, at Electric Lunch, the new outpost of nomadic art collective The End/Spring Break — would require a semester’s worth of lectures, PowerPoint presentations, and in-depth research on both Pierre Scaruffi’s History of Avantgarde Music…
Last week, New Times reported on a bill in the Florida Senate that may criminalize bongs and other common marijuana paraphernalia sold everywhere, from smoke shops and record stores to an increasing number of gas stations. And then yesterday, we followed up with an emergency survival kit to help our…
Like some kind of rabid half-human, half-beaver freakshow cooked up in the laboratory of Dr. Moreau, Of Montreal is plowing through the second decade of the new millennium with a psychedelic skill set that employs the best of seemingly disparate gene pools. Of course, the crux of the band’s genetic…
Do you find yourself falling within that treacherous zone of a Venn diagram that connects “Working for the Weekend” with “The Great Recession”? One surefire way to know: Do you work all the fucking time, yet your wallet functions primarily as a seedy motel for moths? Maybe you need to…
Do Denmark’s very hyped, babyfaced postpunks Iceage represent The Shape of Punk to Come? That slogan was coined by Refused — another set of Scandinavian agitators, this time from hardcore-obsessed Sweden — as the title for a 1998 opus-collage of the various rock music microhistories. Of course, Iceage sounds nothing…
Infest at Churchill’s Pub March 9
Leave it to local punk and metal promotions powerhouse Speedfreek to convince Valencia, California’s Infest to fly cross-country to Miami for the band’s first show outside of its home state. Ever. Infest’s discography is meager, and the band never left California. But somehow the group has still reached every punk-rock…
Thirtysomething goth rockers are an underexploited demographic.Let’s get real: the Jersey Guido bubble has already burst and Rednecks are the wasted-on-television teenage simulacrums du jour. And how long can that last? Pseudo-reality television producers need to wake up and smell the blogging (which, in case you were wondering, smells like…
When it comes to Neil Hamburger, the maudlin, sloppy, and nasal stand-up comic known in all 50 states as “America’s Funnyman,” humor is in the eye of the beholder. Most comedians are trying to be funny. Or funniness, sometimes referred to as “the funny,” is at least the teleological end…
Neil Hamburger is more than just “America’s Funnyman.” He is the absolute best worst comedian of all time. Between you and me, Mr. Hamburger doesn’t actually exist. He’s a figment of comedian Gregg Turkington’s wild imagination. However, Turkington is known for his Andy Kaufman-like devotion to becoming immersed in his…
A wise man once sang, “I don’t wanna work, I just wanna bang on these drums all day.” And lord almighty, do we relate. Especially when working consists of writing about other shmucks banging on drums all day. Lucky for us (and you, and most of the industrial world), the…
We never thought we’d live to see the end of reality TV’s fascination with guidos.For three years, Jersey Shore pounded the stereotype into our collective consciousness with nonstop fist-pumps, hairspray, and GTL-ing. Ever since, the United States of America has been under the psychic spell of the Italian-American.But with the news…
Valerie Martino epitomizes the present-day dichotomy of the eclectic and experimental subset of music known simply as noise. Martino is a primary agitator in the scene’s gradual (and then exponential) embrace of electronic dance music spanning from cold wave and industrial to minimal techno and acid house. In fact, as…
In 1984, poet Jean Smith teamed up with guitarist David Lester to form the feminist indie rock duo, Mecca Normal. A few years later, their blueprint of punk spunk and explicit politics (sexual and otherwise) played a big role in the cultivation of the ’90s Riot Grrrl movement. Fast forward…
Todd Lynne is a man who speaks softly, and carries a big stick. Only instead of a two-by-four or tree branch, Lynne wields a huge bag of noisy tricks. For more than a decade, he has been a devoted, prolific participant in and leader of Central and Gulf Coast Florida’s…
International Noise Conference at Churchill’s Pub February 6 to 9
Miami music patriarchs Gloria and Emilio Estefan are about to embark on one of their biggest projects to date.The die-hard Latin-pop vets will be developing a new theatrical production that will tell the story and share the sounds from their wild ride from Cuba to the top shelf of Spanish-language…
Noise music is riddled with freaks.Just like the circus, urban downtowns, and Ultra Music Festival right as the clock strikes fuck-a-tree-o’clock – this envelope pushing, challenging, and potentially full-of-shit genre is a straight up 24/7 weirdo convention. But out of all the beardos, hippies, art crusties, masked perverts, LARPers, Burning…
Psychedelic percussionist and transgenre, globally informed music enthusiast Ed Wilcox has lived in Florida, Philadelphia, Mississippi, Texas, Scotland, Norway, Iran, Baltimore, and the intergalactic cosmos of the mind. He has kept time for ensembles rooted in comfortably familiar North American idioms, like jazz and blues-based stompin’. And he’s also been…
Commercial advertising is practically hypnotism.Every night, we think we’re logging into Hulu because we want to re-watch the first season of whatever TV show we are presently marathoning. But really, we are psychically addicted to a tension-and-release psychic addiction that lures us in with entertainment and then wraps our consciousness in…
Yesterday, TMZ reported that an ultra-rare first edition of O.J. Simpson’s “hypothetical” recount of the gruesome 1994 double-murder of ex-wife Nicole Brown and her lover, Ron Goldman, had hit the metaphorical shelves of eBay. Our first (and, really, only) question is: Who the f*ck cares? What’s next? A reprint of…
