Ultra Bingo: Sunglasses… At Night

Yo, beat freaks! It’s time again to break out your Ultra/Miami Music Week 2011 bingo cards. Only 12 hours ago, we here at Crossfade filled our very first square by spotting a guy with the Ultra logo shaved into the back of his head at Juicy Beach. And already we’re…

The Miniature Pretty Lights Mob Scene at the Fillmore Miami Beach

See the full 23-photo Pretty Lights at the Fillmore Miami Beach slideshow. It’s Miami Music Week! How do we know? ‘Cause Denver party dude and record label boss Pretty Lights (AKA Derek Vincent Smith) confirmed it last night at the Fillmore Miami Beach, shouting: “It’s Miami Music Week! That’s what…

Go Greasy Punk Glam With Bare Wires at Churchill’s Pub April 1

Stumbling straight off the hot, hard streets of the Bay Area’s grittier easterly half, Oakland’s Bare Wires is a group of three guys — Matthew, Nathan, and Brian — who look like pretty ’70s stoners and make a sound they describe as slop pop. If the threesome’s new-ish song “Don’t…

Who Wants a Couple of Free Sunday School Tickets?

He combed his hair, bought a week’s supply of Binaca, rented a tux, scored a corsage, and blew up a giant freaking balloon. And now dapper DJ, experimental electronic producer, and avowed Sunday Schooler Frivolous (AKA Daniel Gardner) would like to celebrate Ultra week and the release of his new…

Rachel Goodrich at the Stage March 25

It’s been only about three months since beloved local quirk-pop queen Rachel Goodrich left you, me, and the Magic City for the big, bright floodlights of La La Land. And already we miss her so much. We watched helplessly as Rachel picked out her favorite records, stuffed her suitcase, and…

Ultra Week 2011 Party Picks for the Ticketless

You were lazy. You were broke. You were stupid. And now you’re standing ticketless and bereft outside Bicentennial Park, peering enviously at all those beaded, drooling pookie heads as they bask in the Day Glo wonder of this year’s totally sold-out Ultra Music Festival. Sure, in a desperate, last-ditch stab…

Your Mysterious One-Night Stand at Swedish House Mafia’s Masquerade Motel

You really, really, really want to spend the night at Swedish House Mafia’s Masquerade Motel. But how do you even find the place? Well, you could always try to track the synthy cinematic overload of the club-killing triumvirate’s superhit single “One” to its source. However, here’s another (admittedly fictional) way:…

Uncle Luke, Hot Cakes, and Big Butts at an Irish Pub for Ultra Week

Mr. Luther Campbell has always had some pretty radical ideas. Of course, he was once part of that filthy little hip-hop trio called 2 Live Crew, which earned him and his homies serious heat from the American Family Association for supremely sexed-up lyrics like: “Girls always ask me why I…