Hellish hiss and skull-splitting feedback explodes into a swirlingly atonal shit-cloud of expertly terrible guitar noise, erratic yet superprecise drum strikes, droning bass, garbled shrieks, and totally indecipherable lyrical chatter. That’s the sound of Scraping Teeth. And it’s the fucking worst. No, really. Almost 20 years ago, Spin Magazine launched…
Is the proof in the proverbial Canadian pudding, the Juno Awards, Canada’s equivalent to the Grammy’s, that Drake is mad soft? Last night, while we watched Taylor Swift walk away with another Academy of Country Music Entertainer of the Year award, the Canadian Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences was…
Sure, Tiësto and Swedish House Mafia party on private planes, flooding fuselages with champagne on their epic 36,000-mile-high ravers. And yeah, rappers like Lil Wayne and Rick Ross make it rain millions at King of Diamonds, unleashing cash-money thunderstorms on big-booty girls like Tip Drill and Skrawberry. But Andrew Fetterly…
Madonna’s now-infamous Ultra appearance continues to weigh heavy on the electronic dance music community, ruffling more feathers than an Ecstasy-induced seizure. The latest EDM heavyweight to weigh-in on Madge’s “How many people in this crowd have seen Molly?” question, Paul van Dyk. “Madonna was so stupid to actually call out…
Not always a virtual land of quirky viral videos, blooper reels, cute puppies, and adorable kittens, YouTube is often a forum for hate, a safe haven for bigotry. In the wake of 17-year-old Trayvon Martin’s unjustifiable death, YouTube has become an outlet for angry folks to spew hatred. Florida City’s…
Wanna perspire till you pass out? Try squeezing into a rubber suit, guzzling 32 ounces of java, and running some treadmill in the sauna. Or … Test the limits of dehydration and heat exhaustion at the 2012 edition of Sweatstock. Just a couple of weeks ago, this annual indie music…
From the Los Angeles set of his “Back in Time” video shoot, Pitbull drops a big-screen bomb. Having already conquered the international pop charts with hits like “Rain Over Me” and “Give Me Everything,” Miami rapper and last week’s subject of VH1’s Behind the Music, Pitbull tells MTV News that…
Appearing with electro-house meatball Avicii at Ultra Music Festival may be providing Madonna with a buzz boost on par with Betty White’s reinvention as a party-rockin’ hornball grams. First, the entire world seemed to shit its collective pants at the mere sight of Lady MDNA onstage at Ultra. We even…
Are you beat-freaking kidding me? We’re still uhntz-uhntz-ing around Ultra Music Festival 2012, waiting for EDM riot-starter Kaskade, David “The French Tickler” Guetta, and super-Dutch trance man Armin van Buuren to hump up onto the Main Stage and bring this sweaty, pheremone-soaked festival of dance to a furious, fist-pumping climax…
Miami has a lot of the names, most of them stupid.The past decade saw the 305 officially branding itself “the Magic City.” Some detractors call our fair banana republic “The City That Sleeps Late.” Others have taken to “The Big Mango,” the latest sign that most of Dade County has…
Just one month removed from her death, rumors of a posthumous sex tape and several sexy photographs starring Whitney Houston have started to surface. According to a Star magazine “insider,” Brandy’s baby brother and former celebrity sex tape star Ray J (who introduced the world to Kim Kardashian via cunnilingus)…
Happy hump day, beat freaks. How fuckin’ rowdy was Steve Aoki last night at Mansion? The Dim Mak Miami party was so worth the $2,500 VIP table for six. Our frat bros loved it. They met so many women named Molly, flirted with all of them. In fact, after Aoki’s…
Two seizures and an alarmingly high-caloric diet are mere speed bumps on Rick Ross’s road to world dominance. The man does not stop. He’s constantly slangin’ MMG dick ’round the world, reminding everyone that he’s a Boss, a self-made millionaire “selling dope, straight off the iPhone.” Now Rozay has a…
”I just wanna fuck your face,” Mike Dece croons on “I Love U,” his faux-sensual R&B collaboration with the equally crass Tropical Boy$. “Put my dick deep in your eye.” Obviously, the track is not about playing hard to get. In fact, it’s about the exact opposite: Getting your freak on…
Just one week removed from PepsiCo’s announcement that Lil Wayne would become the face of Mountain Dew, the multinational corporation’s love affair with Young Money talent just became a threesome. Forbes is reporting that Nicki Minaj has singed a “massive,” multimillion-dollar deal with Pepsi to become the face of a…
Legend has it that a dollop of peanut butter will turn a wolf into a monster. Similarly, a nominally priced monthly fee will turn you into a monster music collector, like Peanut Butter Wolf and his new digital music subscription. The San Jose, California native, who broke onto the hip-hop…
What day is it? Has anyone seen our “I’m in Miami, Bitch” tank? We remember taking it off to jump into the Shelborne pool on Friday, but it was gone four hours later after we got out and dried off. Mid-March in Miami feels like a seemingly never-ending bleep-boop bender…
Inside a New York state civil courtroom, a musical tale of “irreparable harm” continues to unfold as Lindsay Lohan refuses to drop a seemingly bogus lawsuit against Pitbull, Nee-Yo, and Afrojack, the result of her “Give Me Everything” overreaction. In LiLo’s eyes, “Hustlers move aside, so I’m tiptoein’, to keep…
After spending the past three days getting wasted and shaking ass all over SoBe, uhntz-uhntz-ing around Biscayne Bay aboard the Tikki Beach, and getting pruney in the Shelborne’s pool, you’re fucking pooped on partying. And like EDM quirkmeister Riva Starr’s mustachioed clubber baby, you’re whining, “Last night, I was drunk…
Who is St. Patrick and why does he have his own day? We don’t know. But we’re pretty sure about the reason we can never remember it … All those pints of Guinness, shots of Jameson, and Bushmills on the rocks. If it weren’t for the corned beef and cabbage…
It’s Winter Music Conference. So for the last 24 hours, we here at Crossfade have been raving and raging with a gang of incurable beat freaks, hardcore partiers, Junior Boys, sun junkies, and Miami nightlife legends. But we’ve taken a 45-minute nap on the dance floor, slugged a Red Bull…
Though the name Mykki Blanco is already a sort of nom de plume — we’re talking about a performative alter ego, after all — Ms. Blanco has another one, the Cosmic Angel. Think about that for a second: a supernatural creature from space, wielding protective powers and harmonious vocal chords…
