Elvis Presley may have been the King, but Wesley Willis was the Daddy. Willis, a giant of a man who died two years ago of leukemia, was known for his outlandish, schizophrenia-induced songs about "whipping mules' behinds with belts" and rocking "Saddam Hussein's ass to Russia." (Attention, normals: Don't try to comprehend this.) Fortunately, before Willis passed on to battle his demons in the hereafter, filmmaker Daniel Bitton cranked out the documentary Wesley Willis: The Daddy of Rock 'n' Roll, showing tonight at Uncle Sam's Music (4580 N. University Dr., Lauderhill). In the film, Bitton follows Willis around Chicago, from riding the bus to doing business at record stores. Sure, schizophrenia often took its toll on Willis. But beneath it all, he was a man who truly loved making music -- a pure, unadulterated soul free of any rock-star pretensions. Oh, and as Willis himself once sang, the six-foot-five, 300-pound rocker could have "whipped Batman's ass" any day of the week. The free screening starts at 8 p.m. Call 954-742-2466, or visit www.unclesamsmusic.com. (JB)
"People seem to think that I am a party girl who gets naked all the time," DJ Colleen Shannon says on her website. "I'm just a little girl from Alaska!" It's understandable if you got the wrong impression, though, since this little girl's "two biggest dreams were DJing and being in Playboy magazine." She accomplished the first goal with some turntables and a manager who forced her to ramp up her skills by booking her at huge parties (like one with Lloyd Banks in Barbados and another with Snoop Dogg in Vegas). She then landed in Playboy with a story called "Beauty and the Beat" and later posed as the Playmate for the mag's 50th-anniversary issue. It all goes to show that you can't keep a pretty woman behind a big, dark, DJ booth. Next, Shannon says, she'll host a few episodes of Wild on E! and star in a modeling campaign with Paris Hilton. Tonight, though, it's all about the music -- really! -- as she spins at Revolution (200 Broward Blvd., Fort Lauderdale). She plays "house and hip-hop, as well as dance/r&b/rock/reggae/etc." So that narrows it down. And, no, she doesn't spin topless. Doors open at 11 p.m. Call 954-727-0950, or visit www.jointherevolution.net. (DF)
Hey there, grommet -- are you frustrated that, after six months of trying, you still can't land that kickflip rail-grab like all your buddies? Or maybe you're a BMXer eager to learn the funky chicken, or a wakeboarder just hoping to hang on to the cable after landing a ramp launch. Either way, today is your lucky day -- your Xtremely lucky day. For the second year now, Xtreme Sports Day drops in to Quiet Waters Park (401 S. Powerline Rd., Deerfield Beach) for a series of clinics, demonstrations, refreshments, music, and plenty of vendors hocking Xtreme sports gear. The event takes place from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. at Quiet Waters' skate park and Ski Rixen areas. Entrance to the park costs $1 per person. Call 954-360-1315. (JB)
In the new film Eternal, a Montreal cop goes looking for his disappeared wife only to find that she's had a lesbian encounter with a woman she met on the Internet, and furthermore, that that woman strangely resembles a real-life Transylvanian countess who murdered 650 women and bathed in their blood. The plot sounds thrilling enough, eh? Not for the screenwriters, who also threw in bondage, blindfolds, handcuffs, and high-risk sex to distract the cop from his job, then piled on an enticing young babysitter. With a film-noir look and a Hitchcockian feel, the movie walks a disturbing line between horror and romance. It opened Friday at Sunrise Cinemas Las Olas Riverfront (300 SW First Ave., Fort Lauderdale) and runs through Thursday, September 29. Call 561-761-9400, or visit www.sunrisecinemas.com. (DF)
The ladies who brought you the monthly T&A pajama party now present their latest nightlife endeavor... a Beer Pong tournament. Yes, the lovelies who run the Cloud Nine Lounge (7126 Sterling Rd., Davie) are taking the sport out of the frat house and into the lesbian bar. Expect Olympian feats of sipping, money shots, and catfighting about whether to play with West Coast or East Coast rules. You may want to intimidate others by joining the National Beer Pong League. At www.nbpl.net, you can buy a T-shirt with the league's logo and study legendary pong athletes. (Abe Lincoln's beer pong achievements, so often overshadowed by his darned presidency, are chronicled here.) If your paddle skills are too subpar to compete and spectating isn't your thing, listen up -- the stripper pole in the middle of Cloud Nine's dance floor is calling you! The tourney starts at 10 p.m. Call 954-499-3525. (DF)
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Who are THEY? And what are THEY doing? Well, THEY are a new improv comedy troupe that, besides having a really frustrating name and a fetish for capitalization, often performs to raise funds for charities. Tonight at 8, their mission to provide "Comedy with a Cause" continues with "THEY improv at THE Improv" at the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino (5700 Seminole Way, Hollywood). Help welcome new cast member Danny Paul, whom you might recognize from the TLC show In a Fix. Tickets cost $10. Call 954-981-5653, or visit www.THEYimprov.com. (DF)
A story doesn't reach classic status just because it was written by some dead dude (to borrow a phrase from Bill and Ted) but because the tale itself remains relevant for generations to come. And when one ignores the classics, the consequences can be frightening. To wit: If the members of Kiss had paid more attention to The Phantom of the Opera, they might have reconsidered their ill-fated decision to remove the makeup. In Andrew Lloyd Webber's tale, the hideously disfigured Phantom wears a mask while tutoring Christine, a chorus singer he fancies. But when he shows Christine where God beat him with an ugly stick, the girl freaks and calls on the handsomer Raoul to come to her rescue. The Phantom of the Opera runs tonight through October 29 at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts (201 SW Fifth Ave., Fort Lauderdale). Tickets cost $41.25 to $71.25. Call 954-462-0222. (JB)