Rachel Goodrich
While seemingly the whole highbrow world descends on Miami Beach tonight for the official opening of Art Basel, across the causeway, the Vagabond kicks off the artsy extravaganza with a locals-centric fiesta. Okay, so Miami New Times is an official sponsor of the event, but it’s never a bad time to shout out some Miami live music favorites. On the club’s leafy, bohemian patio, the evening will kick off on the chilled-out side. The left-field folk duo Raffa and Rainer will ro
It's always a good feeling as a publication when artists that you've been covering on the ground for years finally gain the national exposure that you know they deserve. Such was the feeling yesterday as I read through a great story on Miami's growing indie music scene by written by former Herald reporter, Evelyn McDonnell.The lede to the story, and the main photograph as well were about our favorite local female troubadour, Rachel Goodrich, who we've covered aplenty in this rag before. She's th
Yesterday morning's headline on the top of the front page of the Sun-Sentinel was, "5 Guilty In Sears Tower Plot." This morning's lead headline is: "Desperation Turns Deadly Off Florida."
They are connected in a way, because both are about Haitians. The first about several Haitians from Liberty City who have been entrapped and set up by lying informants and pressured feds and the second about ten Haitians drowning while trying to make it to America.
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flickr user: BashorerepublicanThe uproar over Rush Limbaugh's bungled bid to buy the St. Louis Rams wouldn't be complete without a mention of his membership in Palm Beach's oldest and most exclusive country club, the Everglades Club.Palm Beach's infamous bloviater was kicked out of a group trying to buy the Rams after several black NFL players objected to the deal. Shockingly, they weren't thrilled to have an owner who has said the NFL "all too often looks like a game between the Bloods and t
Photo by Christopher KubrickIs this line ever gonna move?The Art After Dark event at the Norton Museum of Art last night had many highlights: free chocolate martinis, a tour of the New York, New York: The 20th Century exhibit, lovely guitar strumming by Miami troubadour Jesse Jackson.But perhaps the sweetest moment was when my friend Christina DeNardo, a 31-year-old from Delray Beach, decided to join the sculptures in George Segal's Depression Bread Line. The gray-and-green men ahead of her s
