Miller Lite Puts a Vortex in Your Mouth

​It’s not as if carb-counting yuppies really need another reason to enjoy the 96-calorie, piss-colored wonder of Miller Lite. It’s cold. It’s crisp. It instantly satisfies that deep, preternatural thirst that we all have for mass-produced American pilsner. But have you ever noticed how hard it is to get out…

Best Outdoors Store Jet’s Florida Is Closed

Just in case you haven’t noticed, the 172-page golden tome otherwise known as the Miami New Times Best of Miami 2010 hit streets today. It’s huge. It’s awesome. It’s invaluable. One caveat: Ignore the entry for Best Outdoors Store because Jet’s Florida and its bushwhacking salesmen have gone AWOL. In…

Charlie Don’t Apologize

There are a couple of things you probably know about Charlie Murphy, like he’s got a good chunk of the same DNA as Dr. Dolittle, and he once hilariously bitch-slapped Rick James at the China Club. But here’s something you might not have heard: “I ain’t afraid of nobody,” he…

Raw Documents

Bicycle jousters, homeless homosexuals, Filipino prisoners, poor people in Connecticut, South Beach party girls, and black tranny prostitutes — these are the human subjects of a new photography show, “Rise: New Works by New Artists,” at Gallery I/D through July 7. There’s ex-New York Times intern Julie Glassberg’s Bike Kill,…

Family of Freaks

Once upon a time, heavy tattage was the exclusive brand of sea dogs, sideshow freaks, and antisocial slime. Today, though, everybody’s been inked. Your sister’s left boob is tagged “Property of Tito.” Your brother’s forearm bears a baby pirate with a kinky kris dagger in its wooden teeth. Even Mom…

Vérité, Hoax, or Both?

Documentary or not? The 87-minute feature Exit Through the Gift Shop smirkingly skirts the line between fact and fiction. Ostensibly the work of a wannabe filmmaker from France named Thierry Guetta, the project was commandeered at some point by the famously faceless art provocateur known by the pseudonym “Banksy.” The…

Shake Those Bones

To put things in perspective, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards are two senior citizen skeletons that haven’t put together so much as a satisfying fart in the past 20 years. It’s sad considering the scuzzy genius of late-’60s and early-’70s stuff like Let It Bleed and Exile on Main Street…

Shake Those Bones

To put things in perspective, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards are two senior citizen skeletons that haven’t put together so much as a satisfying fart in the past 20 years. It’s sad considering the scuzzy genius of late-’60s and early-’70s stuff like Let It Bleed and Exile on Main Street…

Riddles, Rat People, and Rock ’n’ Roll

There’s a strange sound emanating from suburban Lake Worth, and the suspected source is a cryptic entity called the Jameses. Riding waves of fuzz rock and ethereal weirdness, this thing is the work of three dudes — drummer Danny Hitchcock, synth man Dan McHugh, and bass-and-guitar guy Jesse Bryan —…

Ice Cream and Their Freaky Friends Want to Warehouse Pollo with You

Out on the winding, gothic highways of America, there are many strange, unnatural beings traveling through the darkness in search of fresh meat and virgin blood. The hunger must be sated. The night is lonely. In general, it’s hard to quantify those evil legions. But whenever you work out the…

South Florida’s Pat Curran Wins Bellator MMA Lightweight Tournament

On observers’ scratch sheets, Pat Curran should have lost. But when it comes to 15-minute cage fights, paper wisdom isn’t exactly a script. Sometimes the underdog wins. Sometimes he chops down old idols like dead trees. Sometimes he rewrites the ending in blood. That was the story when Curran knocked…

Pops Needs Meat

For the record, real dads don’t do brunch. They sleep off their hangover and then head straight for a meaty midday meal. So skip the omelet and start Father’s Day 2010 by taking your pops to the Dads’ Brew and BBQ Picnic at Pinecrest Gardens. There will be beer, bloody…

The Escobars, Colombia, and Narco-Soccer

Two men named Escobar, both born in Medellín, both shot to death. The first was Pablo, the cold-blooded drug lord, mass murderer, and soccer obsessive who reigned over Colombia like a bloated, blood-soaked, black-eyed Komodo dragon. The second was Andrés, a futbol star with a thin, bony face who eventually…

Hard Tails, Big Twins, and Biker Babes

Hop a hog to Father’s Day Hotrods and Harleys at Peterson’s Harley-Davidson Miami. Expect a Bikes & Beauties Magazine bike show and $400 cash giveaways, not to mention a Snap-On “Screw Off” contest where the dad who puts the most screws into a two-by-four will win tools and a leather…

Apocalyptic Visions

According to conspiracy theorists, fear-mongers, schizophrenic wizards, and new-age paranoiacs, the world is gonna end in approximately 853 days when the Mayan long-count calendar comes to a close. There will be black holes, monster tsunamis, cataclysmic earthquakes, fiery asteroids, and armies of ancient ghosts run amok. But until then, we’ll…

Funny Touched My Bum

Circa 1999, Tom Green was a comedy superstar. As MTV’s prize moron, he packed a hundred shit-filled animals into his parents’ suburban home, engaged in gory make-outs with severed goat heads, and endlessly harassed senior citizens on the streets. But then Green came down with a bout of ball cancer,…

Funny Touched My Bum

Circa 1999, Tom Green was a comedy superstar. As MTV’s prize moron, he packed a hundred shit-filled animals into his parents’ suburban home, engaged in gory make-outs with severed goat heads, and endlessly harassed senior citizens on the streets. But then Green came down with a bout of ball cancer,…

Drink for Free at the So Raw Store June 12

You’ve already moshed and chugged Busch beer and high-fived with the So Raw crew. But now you can fill your backpacks and shelves and drawers with awesome swank from someplace called the So Raw Store. It’s a rock ‘n’ roll shopping party! Setting up at NDS Shop (155 NE 38th…