Think back to what you did on New Year's Eve, down to the last detail. Assuming you have any recollection at all, it exists as a series of fragments, at best. But that's OK -- it's the normal way we perceive things, or so says local photographer Hester Esquenazi with her exhibit "Fragments and Series." But if photos are static images anyway, why fragment them? "The purpose of fragmenting images," Esquenazi writes in the exhibit's statement, "is to multiply the possibilities of experience and emphasize the subtleties of light, texture, and moment." In other words, Esquenazi wants to show you where to look and when. It's sort of like all those gigantic triptych paintings of the Renaissance era. "Fragments and Series" runs through January 19 at the Art Institute of Fort Lauderdale's Mark K. Wheeler Gallery (1799 SE 17th St. Cswy., Fort Lauderdale). Call 954-463-3000. (JB)
Were Richard Collier a real person, he'd be the envy of every star from Vince Neil to Elizabeth Taylor -- you know, the ones who have a bone to pick with Father Time. Collier, the young playwright in the film Somewhere in Time found a way to the past that doesn't include plastic surgery, just a little self-hypnosis. Yep, where there's a will, there's a way to time-travel. Oh, right -- why'd he do it? To meet a young actress, of course. Well, she was young in 1912, anyway. Even the most skilled hypnotist, however, can't get past an overprotective manager, and Collier must win his graces the old-fashioned way. Then there's that little problem of being stuck in the early 1900s. Decisions, decisions... A free screening of the film starts at 8 p.m. at the Palm Beach Institute of Contemporary Art (601 Lake Ave., Lake Worth). Call 561-582-0006. (JB)
Whenever blues singers take a break from writing songs like "Tramp" (by Lowell Fulsom) or "Don't Get Me Shook Up" (Duke Robillard), they busy themselves by writing songs like "Get Your Lies Straight" (Terry Evans) or "How Come My Dog Don't Bark When You Come Around?" (Dr. John). Now that Santa's come and gone, you can wipe off the smiley face and trash the polite manners. Chill out! Be sad! Be mad! Let Sally Townes pacify your inner Grinch with songs like "The Mess Around" and tunes from her album Aren't You the Cat's Meow. Townes, who earned her chops while gigging around Bourbon Street for 22 years, belts 'em out at the Universe Café (1925 Hollywood Blvd., Hollywood) from 2 to 6 p.m. Call 954-920-3774. (DF)
Before Seinfeld, before Saturday Night Live -- hell, before Woodstock -- there was Second City, the live theater troupe that gave American comedy a much-needed face-lift. In its ranks was Robert Klein. The first comic to do a live show on HBO, the ubiquitous Klein has since taken to TV and film the way Paris Hilton takes to the party circuit, appearing in films like Mixed Nuts and sitcoms like CBS' failed series The Stones (which got canned after a whopping six episodes). Klein is considered a pioneer of the observational comedy format, meaning we have him to thank for influencing Jerry Seinfeld, as well as to blame for all the generic "So, I was on the subway this morning" comic hacks. Klein performs Saturday and Sunday at Florida Atlantic University (777 Glades Rd., Boca Raton). The shows start at 8 p.m. with opener Avi Hoffman. Tickets cost $40 to $50. Call 561-297-3737 (JB)
Just who does Alfred Phillips think he is? That boy reckons he can just hucklebuck into town from Louisville, Kentucky -- which he did, mind you, in 2003 -- and slap a little bit o' paint on a little bit o' canvas and scoop up all the awards in town. The Audience Favorite Award at the Arts United exhibit! First and second place in the Broward Art Guild's landscape and still life exhibition! First place in the Starving Artists exhibit at the library! My, my, we thought Southern men had better manners than that. Don't worry about leaving anything for the rest of us, Al! Now, here comes Phillips again, with his boyish good looks (he doesn't look a day over 38 -- but he's 57, people!), hogging all the gallery space during a solo exhibit at the Stonewall Library and Archives (1717 N. Andrews Ave., Fort Lauderdale). Gee, maybe he'll trot by Geneva to pick up his Nobel Peace Prize on the way home? Hey, Alfred! Look over there! That little kindergartner has a ribbon from her art teacher! Why don't you go snatch it? Made you look! Hahahahaha! Phillips' work is on display through January 29. Call 954-530-2723. (DF)
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In an entertainment age ruled by the instant stardom of reality shows, rare is the rock band that manages to survive once its 15 minutes are up. Although Flickerstick's affair with a major label ended as quickly as it began -- with a much-heralded victory on VH1's Bands on the Run -- the five Texas drunk rockers took the contractual high road and stuck with the indie scene, most recently signing with Dallas-based Idol Records. The result is a new album, Tarantula, that shows the guys growing as songwriters while retaining the spirit of rock 'n' roll fuck-ups. From the straight-up rock of "Teenage Dope Fiend" to the mellower "When You Were Young," Flickerstick proves it won't stop till the beer runs out, Sony be damned. Flickerstick rolls into the Culture Room (3045 N. Federal Hwy., Fort Lauderdale) after an opening set at 8 p.m. by Nothing Rhymes With Orange. Tickets cost $5. Call 954-564-1074. (JB)
Reality is for people who have no imagination. Or for people who can't handle their drugs. Or for people who have never heard of Byron Katie. In 1986, Katie realized that reality bites -- at least it does the way most people perceive it. So she developed something she calls "The Work," which her website describes as "a penetrating inquiry process involving four questions and a 'turnaround.' The mind wakes up to its innocent mistake and gives up its losing battle with reality." Nowadays, Katie's reality consists of bouncing from Santa Fe to Boston to Big Sur, charging big bucks to lecture about her ideas (and she's booked through September!). You, however, can learn about "The Work of Byron Katie" from facilitator Margaret Hren for just $5 at the Mangrove Hall at the Anne Kolb Nature Center (751 Sheridan St., Hollywood) and banish negative thoughts forever. The class lasts from 7 to 9 p.m. each Wednesday. Call 954-822-6068. (DF)