Iconoclast, philosopher, auteur — these are words that come to mind to describe Francis Harris. Iconoclast because he came into the electronic dance music game through the back door as a former hardcore punk rocker hell-bent on defying EDM’s musical conventions. Philosopher because he was literally a university philosophy student,…
Life served Justin Bieber a warm glass of tough shit when someone swiped the 18-year-old’s computer and digital camera. “Yesterday during the show, me and my tour manager Josh had some stuff stolen,” Bieber tweeted. “Really sucks. People should respect other’s property.” The incident happened in Washington on Tuesday night…
Break out the credit card, beat freaks. Oh, and shave your legs. Tie that half-naked guy bow tie. Fluff up your purple mini-skirt tutu. Squeeze into those studly short shorts. And straighten out your human bumblebee antennae. With only 162 days, six hours, 59 minutes, and 33 seconds till the…
Pop stars are losing it. Specifically their lunch, all over themselves and in front of their fans. Princess RiRi recently blew chunks in the middle of “What’s My Name?” in Portugal, but she didn’t have the guts to barf on stage. Nay, it takes a truly exhibitionist soul to let…
The Weeknd at Fillmore Miami Beach October 17
Michael Gira and Swans at Respectable Street October 17
Ferry Corsten at Space Miami October 13
Band of Horses at Fillmore Miami Beach October 16
Cat Power at Grand Central October 11
Flosstradamus at Grand Central October 12
Borgore at Revolution Live October 12
Journey at Cruzan Amphitheatre October 13
Matt and Kim at Fillmore Miami Beach October 14
In 1990, a concerned citizen by the name of Terence D. Edwards wrote a letter to the New York Times encouraging the public to reject 2 Live Crew. “The imagery of 2 Live Crew’s lyrics and stage performance is of sexual degradation and sneering self-satisfaction,” he wrote, “repeatedly and venomously…
When it comes to metal (be it heavy, hair, stoner, black, gluten-free), there is only one color … Extra-dark black. We can already hear the posers whining, “But black is a pigment!” Do you think grindcore savages Pig Destroyer gives a hot fuck about the absorption of all color in…
When Mitt Romney pledged to “stop the subsidy to PBS” and save the country $445 million dollars annually (or 0.012 percent of the federal budget), the GOP presidential candidate also inadvertently vowed to jeopardize broad, primetime access to previously recorded live indie music. Forget Sesame Street, why would anyone want…
Even though there’s been an open, outstanding arrest warrant on his ass for the last six months, Maybach Music Group member Gunplay ain’t sweating the small shit. You know, like an armed robbery charge. In fact, seven hours ago, the swastika-tatted rapper, aspiring escort service entrepreneur, and self-described “Human L.A…
You keep running up that hill. And if you get to the end early enough, you might get to some free beer. But you’re definitely going to get an earful of sweet art-pop sounds and enough chill, lo-fi grooves to settle your rambling soul. Join Sweat Records during Art Basel…
Peaches is the professor of freaks. For the last 12 years, she’s been leading a master class in how to have the most insanely ass-blasting, titty-shaking, cock-rocking time while giving gender norms the stiff middle finger. In 2000, she introduced her musical instructional, Teaches of Peaches, and let the freaky…
What’s the quickest way to dump several million dollars into a local economy, create nearly 1,000 jobs, and generate upwards of $10 million in federal, state, and local taxes? Simple, gather a bunch of electronic dance music artists and drop them in the middle of Downtown Miami, then add 165,000…
Call them drug-addict miscreants. Call them exuberant idiots. Call them offensive, often incomprehensible animals with a penchant for the ridiculous and a taste for filth. There are a lot of hideous things that you could call Mogliarch the Travesty (government name Zac Negron) and the Weatherman (Sergio Mendez) of rap…
Are you club rats sick of the ’90s house revival yet? We didn’t think so. After all, nothing gets those fist-pumps and footwork going like some classic jacking house — it’s not even a guilty pleasure anymore. Just ask Belfast DJ-production duo Bicep. The pair got started spreading the love…
