Armand Van Helden and A-Trak are two sick fucks. But we love ’em for it. The electro house duo collectively known as Duck Sauce released the video for “Big Bad Wolf” yesterday and it’s hilariously disturbing, undeniably crude, and all-around brilliant. Billboard thinks it’s the most disturbing video of 2011…
Diplodocuses were some of the gnarliest dinosaurs in North America. They were friendly, survived on a diet of mostly tree branches and water plants, and generally kicked it prehistorically ’round Utah and Colorado. But the Diplodocus is also the inspiration behind one of electro music’s commercial heavyweights, Diplo. He’s bringing…
Biz Martinez makes magic happen. And pulling rabbits out of hats is for amateurs. As music director and talent buyer for LIV and Arkadia at the Fontainebleau Miami Beach, Biz is the ringmaster, drawing big-ticket bookings week after week. Flash back to 2001 and you won’t find that superhero streak…
Crossfade was down at Jimbo’s this Saturday, and we asked him how he feels about all of the bands that play out there. Does he like them? He said enthusiastically, “Oh, yeah!” Though he’s had both knees replaced, the 84-year-old still loves cutting the rug on his Virginia Key squatting…
It’s been a pretty good week for all those downtown cool kids who’ve spent the last four months stone sober and cloaked in black, mourning the death of Bar, the OHWOW-owned hipster hangout that closed in July. Over the weekend, a group of Bar’s ex-employees opened a new party spot…
“What’s you name?” Tyler Okonma asks an audience member in Minneapolis. The guy in the crowd introduces himself as Melvin. Naturally, Okonma replies, “I fucking hate you, Melvin.” In a 12-month span, Tyler, The Creator, and his gang of street punks have gone from relative West Coast obscurity to headlining…
Given the godlike status enjoyed by superstar EDM DJs today, it’s easy to forget their profession’s humble roots. Before DJs were selling out global festivals, arenas, and mega-clubs, many of the veterans cut their teeth on the illegal rave scene of the ’80s, playing under motorways and in abandoned warehouses…
Over the summer, Bar shuttered its doors. And ever since, Miami has desperately needed a new no-bullshit party place. So thankfully, a gang of expats from the old 28 NE 14th Street spot banded together to launch Mamushka’s on the fringes of Wynwood. The joint held its grand opening over…
See the full 27-photo Bassnectar at the Fillmore Miami Beach slideshow. Bassnectar With AmpLive and SuperDre Fillmore Miami Beach Saturday, October 22, 2011 Better Than: The last time Bassnectar was here last year. On Saturday night, Bassnectar made a triumphant return to a sold-out Fillmore Miami Beach. It was just…
When Brooklyn’s TV on the Radio revealed plans to surf all the way to South Beach upon Nine Types of Light, we warned all you weak-eyed, sensitive-eared indie kids about arriving unprepared. Next Tuesday’s TVOTR blast at the Fillmore Miami Beach will be blindingly brilliant. So if you haven’t picked…
See the full 44-photo Amnesia Grand Opening With Bob Sinclar slideshow. Bob Sinclar With Philippe B. Amnesia Miami Friday, October 21, 2011 Better Than: A foam party, which the old Amnesia Miami was known for. It was the same charming faces in a new and unexplored domain. Well, at least…
Enrique Iglesias’s Euphoria Tour With Pitbull and Prince Royce American Airlines Arena Saturday, October 22, 2011 Better Than: Penis talk and private snapshots. The first thing to note about last night’s bachata, hip-hop, and Latin pop love-fest starring Enrique Igleasias, Pitbull, and Prince Royce is that these dudes fucking love…
Once or twice, you may have ended up sleeping outside of Government Center, drunk and tired, by accident. But it certainly wasn’t the goal of your evening. Now that Occupy Miami has taken over the south lawn in front of Stephen P. Clark, people are coming out by the dozens…
On Sunday, we reported that Transit Lounge had suddenly closed its doors forever. But to borrow a generic quote from overly optimistic people: “When one door closes, another one opens.” In the case of the First Avenue space, the door opening is the Blackbird Ordinary. We just got off the…
The third Friday of the month is here. And if you don’t what that means, it’s Big Night In Little Haiti. Everybody raise your cannons and bayonets for liberté, égalité, fraternité.Tonight, world festival circuit rock star Bélo will fire up the city alongside Miami’s own Lanzallamas Monofónica with a free…
One year, four days, and 14 hours ago, Roofless Records label boss and frequent New Times contributor Matt Preira bumrushed the Little River Yacht Club with 15 gloriously noisy bands for 15 minutes of awesome sonic chaos. From 10:45 and 11:01 p.m. on the evening of Saturday, October 16, 2010,…
In the 1950s, you had to unlock the door with a key of imagination. But in 2011, it only takes $40 before midnight and a couple of red monkeys. Of course, we’re talking about the Twilight Zone, that bizarro fifth dimension that’s seldom visited by sober man. You know, the…
Dithyrambalina is (1) a permanent public sculpture in New Orleans by Brooklyn-based artist Swoon; (2) a house for dwelling; and (3) a fully functional musical instrument. The structure is the centerpiece of The Music Box: A Shantytown Sound Laboratory, the three-month long exhibition of the sculpture-instrument and “Shantytown Orchestra” music…
We love you, weekend. From nine to five, we daydream about you every single weekday. Every minute we spend held up in our cubicle under god-awful fluorescent lighting and staring blankly at our computer screen, we’re thinking of you. From happy hour to hardcore heavy metal shows, we welcome everything…
While there’s reason to rage against the media saturation inherent to the internet (e.g. too many chill/witch/triangle clone bands uploading from their bedrooms), you’ve got to celebrate the World Wide Web for the incomparable access it grants to musical worlds previously impossible to connect with. For example, the delicately intricate,…
Who wants free tix to Pitbull, Enrique Iglesias, and Prince Royce too? Enter by 4 p.m. today. After getting drunk, stoned, and knocked upside the head by Enrique Iglesias’s Euphoria Tour at the American Airlines Arena tomorrow, you’re gonna be way too hyped and horny to just call it a…
If you haven’t figured it out yet, the granddaddy of all South Beach clubs, Amnesia, is back. The nightclub, which first washed up on our shores in 1993, brought Andre and Gregory Boudou’s brand of hedonism to Collins Avenue. But after five years, the space was cleared, making way for…
