Living the Life

The bad news: It’s been yet another average workweek in the all-too-average blur of your increasingly average existence. The good news: It’s officially Friday and tonight you go glam. So toss on some expensive rocks and slip those feet into a pair of crystal slippers for Glamorous Life Fridays at…

Marques Wyatt

We should all mourn the death of the cassette, because mixtapes change lives. Case in point: Marques Wyatt. Originally a teen vinyl junkie from Santa Monica, California, he became a world-touring house DJ/producer in part because of a few carefully compiled tapes. Weaned by a jazz-addled father and three funk-obsessed…

Local Motion 3

Sometimes a party isn’t just a party. Sometimes it’s Local Motion, the annual charity electro concert benefiting the American Cancer Society’s Relay for Life, organized by Loscar Rodriguez — AKA HenceSoLo — and presented by Lexyn Intelligence and Nocturnal. First launched in February 2006, Local Motion has been fighting the…

Flyer of the Week: DJ Falcon at SET August 8

In the vaguely menacing gloam of this first dying decade of the 21st century, the people continue to party hard. It’s an obsessive, have-fun-or-die type of mindset that cannot be deterred, no matter the consequences. And to a large extent, Frenchy sensations Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo and Thomas Bangalter of Daft…

Head Straight to Straight Edge

Now and again, it becomes absolutely necessary to revisit your teen self, resetting to age 16 for a minute. Things these days can get desperate; maybe life is a permanent lost weekend, or maybe you’ve finally realized that becoming a millionaire is a totally bogus life goal. Either way, it’s…

Flyer of the Week: Coke Bust Goes Ape-Shit at House of Pain August 10

Believe it … There are chimps living among us. And when these wild animals aren’t busy ripping the faces off unwitting citizens, they’re insidiously hard to spot. Cleverly camouflaged in people clothes with their hair cropped and parted smartly down the middle of the skull, they’re shopping in our supermarkets…

Additive-Free Fun

Champagne, strawberries, and beautiful people — No Sugar Added is the rare club night that provides a totally organic escape from the normally toxic South Beach scene. As mastermind Gianfranco Dossena says, it’s all about reuniting house music lovers with a fresh atmosphere. And, in fact, since launching in Miami…

Flyer of the Week: Local Motion 3 Fights Cancer at Nocturnal August 7

Sometimes a party isn’t just a party. Sometimes it’s Local Motion, the annual charity electro concert benefiting the American Cancer Society’s Relay for Life, organized by Loscar Rodriguez, a.k.a. HenceSoLo, and presented by Lexyn Intelligence and Nocturnal. First launched in February 2006, Local Motion has been fighting the good fight…

Bikes, Booze, and Tattoos

Looking for a party where the dress code is greasy jeans and a bloodstained tee? Seeking someplace you can let your inner juvenile delinquent skank away the night while wasted on moonshine and black beauties? Well, call off the crusade, because Stop, Drop ’n’ Roll — a cover-free rockabilly bash…

Living the Glamorest Life

The bad news: It’s been yet another average workweek in the all-too-average blur of your increasingly average existence. The good news: It’s officially Friday, and tonight you go glam. So toss on some expensive rocks and slip those feet into a pair of crystal slippers for Glamorous Life Fridays at…

Fight for Your Right to Dance

There’s only one way to properly commemorate our nation’s deliverance from the Kingdom of Great Britain. Dancing. Lots of it. So come join NYC Meets Miami, this weekend’s seven-event, multi-club Fourth of July bonanza organized by New York nightlife promoter Rob Diesel and featuring Big Apple-based DJs Nyse and Abrupt…

Flyer of the Week: Mary Jane Mondays at Jazid

A minute ago, still buzzing from the twin highs of payday and a certain psychotropic substance, I had the sudden realization: Green is a very good color. For a second, it seemed like a weird kind of intellectual smoke that meant precisely nothing, just floating past. Then, the rest came:…

60-Something Kilos, Er, Candles

Imagine you were one of Miami’s original cocaine cowboys, a man infamous for having transported — by air, sea, and street — $2 billion worth of Colombian powder into the United States. How would you choose to celebrate your birthday? Excessively, right? Surrounded by naked ladies, loaded weapons, and a…

Crotch Rocket Man

There’s nothing more Floridian than cultivating a sunburn as you sniff burning rubber and gasoline exhaust. So when the lethal days of late June finally hit, head for Homestead-Miami Speedway for a full weekend of daredevil bikers whipping around the 2.21-mile road course as part of the Championship Cup Series…

Friday Night: ¡Mayday! at Transit Lounge

¡Mayday! Friday, June 19, 2009 Transit Lounge, Miami Better than: A photo of yourself. The Review: Sometimes a club fills with 400 and every single one seems to be starring in his or her own personal reality show. That was the scene at Transit Friday night. The entire crowd came armed with Elphs, iPhones,…

MP3 of the Day: “Junkyard Dog” by ¡Mayday!, Playing Transit Tonight

From the moment local hip hop crew ¡Mayday! got their first DSL hookup, the self-described “sound bombers” have proven themselves to cunning manipulators of modern internet technology. Like a half-feral band of dystopian techno-guerillas, they’ve managed to sidestep the bombed-out remains of the post-Napster music industry — YouTubing, MySpacing, and…

Sound Bombing

The term mayday is a universal distress signal that means “This shit’s gonna blow!” But here in Miami, it’s become a rallying cry to party, thanks mostly to explosive hip-hop sextet ¡Mayday!. After building its name locally, the band first garnered national props in 2006 after the video for the…

Saturday Night: Jazid’s 13th Anniversary Party

Featuring the Spam Allstars, Suenalo, and more Saturday, June 13, 2009  Jazid, Miami Beach  Better than: Bottle service and a roomful of fake tits.  It was 9:13 p.m. and across the street on Washington Ave., a couple hundred members of the steroid and cosmetic surgery set were waiting outside one…