Kick back, relax, and get your party juices flowing … It’s Friday! By the end of the weekend, you would have gotten your eggs fried at the Electric Pickle (you’ll understand what we mean in a few seconds), jammed with the Jacuzzi Boys at Churchill’s, and busted a move with…
Remember when DJ Khaled was just some loud motherfucker on Miami’s 99 Jamz, restarting every track about five times, and yelling at us to “Listennn!” even though the greatest impediment to actually paying attention was his own obnoxious cries? He used to just be our disruptive big boy. But ever…
Miami’s rap scene is making headlines once again, this time for a music video showing an 18-year-old unsigned hellion waving AKs and pounds of cocaine in the air. Stitches, named for his sewn-up Glasgow Smile tattoo, has garnered more than 8 million views for “Brick in Yo Face” on WorldStarHipHop…
Of Montreal With Boogarins Grand Central Miami Wednesday, May 7, 2014 Better Than: Of Montreal’s recorded material. Of Montreal is one of those critically acclaimed bands whose dozen-album deep catalog is impossible to dive into. That is, unless you see them live. Such an occurrence will baptize you into the…
To say Kraftwerk are a band of few words is kinda like saying they’re a band of few sounds — both would be right and both would be wrong. Both would also be a compliment. Why? Well, in the first place, Kraftwerk (that is, co-founder Ralf Hütter) rarely grants interviews…
The Sunshine State was a breeding ground for some pretty cool ska acts in the ’90s. You would almost think the state invented the genre. Maybe it is our proximity to the Caribbean and a large presence of Jamaicans that made the feat possible. Who knows? The reggaefied punk trend…
Sometimes, the best bands have the worst effing names. From unpretentious rodents to bows and arrows and bread to awkward punctuation, there are way too many musical outfits trying way too hard to be clever, selecting monikers that are nonsensical, pretentious, and even straight-up stupid. So with that gripe in…
Meet Odd Future’s Earl Sweatshirt. Only 20 years old, he has a life story that already unfolds like an historical drama, and his skills as a wordsmith go arguably unmatched. He’ll perform at Revolution Live this weekend, so we listed just a few reasons Earl might be the most interesting…
The Head and the Heart With Lost in the Trees Fillmore Miami Beach Tuesday, May 6, 2014 Better Than: Worrying all night about whether we should’ve worn our Lil Bub tee. The whole folkie Americana indie fad of the moment (e.g. Mumford & Sons, The Lumineers, Edward Sharpe and the…
Bring out your peacock-feathered dresses and panda costumes, and get ready for Wynwood’s Second Saturday Art Walk. After you’ve unleashed your inner art snob with work from some of the most creative minds in the city and scored free booze alongside Miami’s fashionable hipsters, party it up at the five…
The last time that we spoke with Denzel Curry, his album Nostalgic 64 had just been released and he was enjoying praise for its intense, dark, and terrifyingly real stories of life in Carol City. Undoubtedly, it was one of the best rap projects to come out of Miami in…
Indie garage rockers Deaf Poets may have been born in Miami Beach, but the noise this sonic duo creates is anything but tropical. Featuring bombastic guitar strums and blaring snare-drum smashes, this powerful, bluesy two-piece emits sounds more fitting for a grimy hole in the wall in Memphis. Lots of…
You might know Joel Meinholz as a skateboarder, the guy behind Miami’s longest-running party Chocolate Sundays, the mastermind of IamYourVillain, putting together park jams like Bum Rush the Spot, or perhaps just a friend that you see around town. The list goes on. About a month ago, Joel suffered a…
A disc-jockeying virtuoso, a veritable scholar of the selector’s craft, Daniel Avery doesn’t subscribe much to dance-floor formulas as a producer. “I grew up listening to guitar music,” Avery tells Crossfade. “I loved anything with a psychedelic edge, whether that was My Bloody Valentine, Black Sabbath, Mogwai, Neu!, Death In…
What exactly lured Juggalos, happy drunks, and hot Miami mamis to a rager at the zoo? Well, all-you-can-drink beer. (Unfortunately, no spiked Faygo Red Pop.) But also, as New Times’ Brew at the Zoo master of ceremonies Notorious Nastie excitedly croaked: “You’ve seen him on TV! And you’ve seen him…
“Body to body,” as J.Lo coos, “working it out,” in the deeeeeep end. For the third straight year, Clear Channel’s digital streaming service, iHeartRadio, will be gettin’ wet ‘n’ wild at the Fontainebleau Miami Beach with its Ultimate Pool Party. In 2012, Flo Rida stripped down to take a dip…
Pints, football, and friends. That’s how the Irish and the English fete the birth of their favorite sons. So come Sunday, Miami’s Guinness- and soccer-loving masses will descend upon 5501 NE Second Avenue to honor the anniversary of Churchill’s Pub enforcer Nicky Bowe and his doorman buddy Mr. C’s emergence…
¡Ay, ay ay! Rise and shine for Cinco de Mayo! Even if you’re not Mexican, tonight you’re gonna rock your sombrero, pound shots of tequila, and pretend you are. Sure, you’ll wake up hungover, but at least you’ll have sweet music from indie rockers the Head and the Heart, rock…
What is “an ordinary day”? Sleep, eat a bowl of cereal, sit at a desk, sip some cheap white wine, sleep. And if St. Vincent’s new-ish song “Birth in Reverse” can be considered a fairly factual account of 24 hours in the life of Ms. Annie Clark … Well, she…
Tel Aviv, Israel, is a tourist-heavy beach and party town on the Mediterranean Sea whose concrete roadways are littered with hooker flyers. It’s a place full of Russian and Armenian gangsters, shadowy clubs, some of the purest MDMA in the world, and more guns than a fleet of U.S. war…
Sit back, relax, and take a trago of tequila. It’s Cinco de Mayo weekend. And since the holiday is more of an American celebration than Mexican fiesta, we’re gonna throw it down like the Mexicans did 152 years ago at the Battle of Puebla. But if you just wanna party…
“Let me get Tamar on the phone for you. Don’t hang up,” says a man’s voice on the other end of the line. After a five second pause of silence, a call comes through. “This is Tamar right now!” laughs the singer, calling in just before soundcheck at the Times…
