Catch A Fire

Funk, soul, and free chicken wings till midnight. Enjoy it ya burnout, it’s called Maryjane Mondays for a reason. Upstairs at Jazid you’ll be able to kick back, relax, have some drinks, and enjoy an atmosphere you can only find at the longest running live music venue on South Beach…

Those Summer Nights

High-waisted Lycra disco pants and coral-red lipstick. In case you hadn’t noticed, greaser/bad-girl chic is back. So Wednesday night, stop by American Apparel for shiny pants, pick up a pack of Camels, hop on the back of your boyfriend’s motorcycle, and zoom over to the SoundScape park next to New…

Long and Short of It

Once upon a time, long, long ago, Saturday Night Live was funny. You’re shocked, but it’s true. But being funny is, apparently, really hard work. It’s so difficult, in fact, that many of the players who made SNL good aren’t even with us anymore. Moment of silence, please. But Martin…

Chatty Kathy

There are a lot of things we’d like to ask Kathy Griffin. What part of your body hasn’t been professionally assessed by a plastic surgeon? What really happened to your first assistant, Jessica? Who’s better in bed: Jack Black, Steve Wozniak, or the Old Spice Guy? But we can’t, because…

Lady Parts

Stop being such a girl. Author and playwright Eve Ensler wants to disarm that phrase as she did with the word cunt in The Vagina Monologues. After all, it’s almost as taboo to flash our feelings as it is to flash our lady parts. We’re conditioned to suppress vulnerability, compassion,…

Blasting Rockets

When the Houston Rockets won the first overall pick in the 2002 NBA Draft, they chose a seven-foot-six center named Yao Ming. Yao instantly became a household name, as well as the go-to metaphor for rappers who wanted to describe anything — from rims to money — as tall, but…

Feast or Salmon

While foodies masturbate (or masticate, take your pick) over the prospect of rubbing aprons with Giada De Laurentiis or Rachael Ray at the South Beach Wine & Food Festival, people who actually like to eat probably prefer the Deering Seafood Festival. Held in the “back yard” of one of the…

Play it Again, Mario

There’s no music in the world more evocative than the theme songs to our favorite videogames. To test out this little hypothesis, simply hum the title track to Super Mario Bros. and see if you don’t instantly imagine yourself as a mustached Italian plumber wearing red overalls while hopping over…

Brickell Bacchanalia

Need an accountant? Go to Brickell. Need a lawyer, banker, or international trade expert? Brickell, Brickell, and more Brickell. But looking for a place to enjoy a wine and food festival with live entertainment? Brickell. Yeah, that’s right. Unless you’ve been trapped in an office building with no windows for…

Drunk Astronomy

Someday in the not too distant future, the Miami Science Museum will have a three-story aquarium, massive color-changing dome, and roof-top wildlife center. The new museum will live downtown on Biscayne Bay, amaze at least a quarter-million visitors a year, and help tourists find their way to South Beach. This…

Tweed Ride

Diehipster.com described a recent Tweed Ride in Brooklyn as a bunch of attention-starved nasaltards, dressed like Sherlock Holmes, biking ten blocks. But what’s so horrible about tobacco pipes and houndstooth? We say send all of those bearded urban gents and bespectacled ladies south. Our streets could use a little handlebar-mustache…

Hey Sistas, Soul Sistas

Women have it pretty hard. We’re supposed to constantly look good, smell good, and play nice with everyone. Well, screw that! During the SWAN Spoken Soul Showcase Saturday, let your hair down, skip the push-up bra, and experience what founder Deborah Magdalena calls, “a life-inspiring, soul-moving, belly-laughing, and rhythmically healing…

Viva Arte!

Visitors to this year’s ArteAmericas can expect edgy works dealing with brutality, says Emilio Callejo, the art fair’s vice president. “One of our exhibits focuses on the violence that follows civic activism in countries like Nicaragua, Panama, Guatemala, Honduras, and El Salvador,” he says. “We will have an installation featuring…

Pinko Dramedy

While overseas promoting his film Limelight, Charlie Chaplin was banned from re-entering the United States by that persnickety cross-dresser, J. Edgar Hoover. Chaplin’s offense had nothing to do with the 1952 film, however, which follows a washed-up stage clown who saves another performer from suicide. No, it was Monsieur Verdoux,…

Boys (and Girls) in the Hood

Showcasing hip-hop, salsa, merengue, and soul music, the Tony- and Grammy-winning musical In the Heights will hit the Arsht Center’s Ziff Ballet Opera House for a six-day run. The musical takes viewers on an eclectic musical journey through a Dominican-American neighborhood in Washington Heights, New York. It’s filled with colorful…

Keyed Up for Tennis

Tennis fans are snobs. They’re well-behaved, cheer only between points, and hold sportsmanship in high regard. It’s Miami’s job to bring them down a notch when they make their way to Crandon Park Tennis Center for the Sony Ericsson Open. Feel free to jeer the umpire, trash-talk players, and keep…

X-Ray Vision

Blame Florida’s abysmal education system for the fact that you don’t know as much about groundbreaking scientist Marie Curie as you should. The first woman to win a Nobel Prize, Curie is largely responsible for discovering the curative properties of radium — yes, radium, as in radiology, what we use…

Nature to Nurture

Man might be able to erect soaring skyscrapers on postage stamp-size plots of land, but nature remains unimpressed. “Wilderness,” the new exhibit opening Sunday at the Miami Art Museum, explores the real or imagined boundaries between our notions of tamed or untamed nature, says MAM’s associate curator, Rene Morales. At…

Money Matters

The Wu-Tang Clan and PBS darling Suze Orman can agree on one thing: CREAM, or cash rules everything around me. Living in an uninsured and impoverished post-Bush age, we’re almost getting used to being broke. Only someone as passionate about money as Ms. Orman has the power and the answers…

Hey, Assholes, Stop Talking Shit About Japan

Anything we post this week that doesn’t deal with the disaster in Japan makes us look like insensitive pricks. Let’s face it — we are. Talking about pop culture seems a tad trivial when there’s a country on the verge of being radiated by what looks to be the biggest…