Explosions of Independence

Here in the state of Florida, any consumer use of low-explosive devices (i.e. roman candles, firecrackers, skyrockets, etc.) is a misdemeanor punishable by one year in jail. Yet isn’t there something patently un-American about laws designed to destroy fun? Indeed. And so, as you prepare a bonanza celebration in honor…

Flying in the Face of Lord Kelvin

Back in 1895, there was a cranky, old Scottish physicist named Lord Kelvin (AKA William Thomson), who proclaimed, “Heavier-than-air flying machines are impossible.” Needless to say, he was monumentally wrong. Within a decade, the Wright brothers were zipping around Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, in a fixed-wing aircraft. And 66 years…

Kicking and Screaming

Let’s face it: This past month’s nonstop soccer marathon has made us all World Cup junkies, and soon we’ll be kicking, sweating, screaming, and grinding our teeth through a nasty, weeklong bout of withdrawal. We are dangerously addicted, and the supply is drying up. With Sunday’s Final pitting the Netherlands…

Road Trip by Tap-Tap

The tap-tap crawls through the streets of Port-au-Prince, packed beyond capacity with animals, produce, and people. This is Haiti’s version of public transportation, a pimped-out pickup, minivan, or bus painted watermelon green, cherry red, black, and yellow. The sides are adorned with religious mottos like “God is good” or maybe…

Saucers in the Sky

Under normal circumstances, an alien spaceship hovering above an impressionist cityscape is a sure sign of a forger on acid. In this case, however, we’re talking about “Paredolia,” a series of oil and gouache paintings by New York City artist Derek Buckner at the Miami-Dade County Main Library through September…

Attack of the Reptiles

Thanks to the stupefying power of cartoons and a basic lack of book knowledge, there are far too many 30-year-olds who continue to believe in the once-upon-a-time coexistence of dinosaurs and cavemen. Usually, this wild delusion bubbles into conversation at 2 a.m. after six beers, a few bong hits, and…

Watch Soccer With Cool Kids at Bar’s USA-Ghana Party

When it comes to hipsters, there’s a very short list of sports about which they give even the tiniest shit. (This whole phenomenon can be linked back to the punk notion that jocks are nothing but incipient fascists.) Really, you can narrow it down to skateboarding, drug hunting, and soccer…

Wild in the Streets

Forget dorky helmets and hand signals. There’s a better way to get around town than bicycling. Need to refill the beer fridge? Take a direct path to the grocery store — vault over your neighbor’s fence, dodge that rabid dog, scramble across crumbling rooftops, scale the sides of vacant condos,…

Return of the Nordic Wonder

The big, blonde behemoth, otherwise known as Brock Lesnar, has traveled a weird and twisting road. Back in the day, he was the 2000 NCAA heavyweight wrestling champ. But rolling around in public with sweaty college boys doesn’t typically lead to immediate career opportunities. So, after graduation, Lesnar did what…

All Those Country Punks

Punk isn’t just a city thing. All across this great and shredded nation, there are snotty little shit kickers in backwaters and barnyards who’ve just discovered anarchy, Manic Panic, and safety pins. And about 15 years ago, Off With Their Heads’ singer and guitarist Ryan Young joined the ranks of…

Oil Spills and Soda Cans

How furious are you about the 50,000 barrels of crude spewing into the Gulf of Mexico every day? Pissed enough to make a protest poster? Well, Atlanta-based provocateur Greg Mike already did it. Titled “Thanks, BP!,” the 28-year-old studio artist’s smart-ass PSA stars a maniacally smiling, oil-slicked soda-can character that’s…

Behind the Mask

Your face is forever changing. As time passes, a network of fine lines creeps across your forehead, around your mouth, under your eyes. You gain weight and your jaw line droops. When you’re happy, your face is open and bright, seeming to broadcast inner states of being. But darker moods…

A Tearful Triangle

Sequins? Jazz hands? Bawdy show tunes? Nope. The inaugural Out in the Tropics performing arts festival is all about the kind of gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender theater that steps beyond stereotypes. This Thursday and Friday, Carlos Diaz and his Cuban theater troupe will perform German New Wave filmmaker Rainer…

A Tearful Triangle

Sequins? Jazz hands? Bawdy show tunes? Nope. The inaugural Out in the Tropics performing arts festival is all about the kind of gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender theater that steps beyond stereotypes. This Thursday and Friday, Carlos Diaz and his Cuban theater troupe will perform German New Wave filmmaker Rainer…

One Man, Many Beasts

Sequins? Jazz hands? Bawdy show tunes? Nope. The inaugural Out in the Tropics performing arts festival is all about the kind of gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender theater that steps beyond stereotypes. This Saturday, The Be(a)st of Taylor Mac will bring the eponymous actor and his R-rated antics, gender politics,…

Wives Throwing Knives

Sequins? Jazz hands? Bawdy show tunes? Nope. The inaugural Out in the Tropics performing arts festival is all about the kind of gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender theater that steps beyond stereotypes. This Sunday, the fest will wrap with Sarah Felder’s June Bride, a vaguely vaudevillian one-woman act about lesbian…

Status Report

Sequins? Jazz hands? Bawdy show tunes? Nope. The inaugural Out in the Tropics performing arts festival is all about the kind of gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender theater that steps beyond stereotypes. And this Wednesday, the fest will begin with “Queer Culture, Global Culture,” a panel discussion at the Shore…