The slogan on a Troubled Hubble T-shirt reads: “Everything’s going to be fine.” They have songs called “I Love My Canoe” and “You Stay Here, I’ll Go Get Help.” Goddamn it, these guys are adorable. But don’t mistake their goofy titles, amorous leanings, and appearance for just another whiny emo…
Some bands just know how to live up to their names. The Creepy T’s, composed of Derek Hyde on vocals and guitar, Tommy Rotten on organ, Marky Crypt on bass, and Ray Fang on drums, are Fort Lauderdale’s premier garage-rock peddlers, and they play like everyday is Halloween. In fact,…
THU 9/4 Even a couple of weeks is enough to change a political landscape, and mark our words, the landscape of next year’s presidential election is already a-changin’. Former U.S. Army Gen. Wesley Clark will probably dive into the primary race after September 15, so that he doesn’t have to…
THU 8/28 Now that he’s assured himself a place in the history books with his master-ful rendition of “Take Me Out to the Ball Game,” Ozzy Osbourne is ready to take South Florida by storm. Actually, we didn’t mind the bizarre garbled singing. We just wondered how come his “Ball…
Sometimes you just need to get away from Fort Lauderdale: the horrendous traffic, lobotomized drivers, the uppity horror of Las Olas, the tourist nightmare of Fort Lauderdale Beach, the tube-topohilia of downtown. It can all be too much. Let’s see… since we can’t go any farther east, let’s make a…
THU 8/21 So the grass on your front lawn is filled with brownish splotches, and your only concession to landscape fashion is a pair of garden gnomes. Sounds like it’s time for Secret Woods Nature Center’s (2701 W. State Rd. 84, Dania Beach) Summer Landscape Series. From 7:30 to 9…
Anyone familiar with the greatest show ever, Mr. Show, has seen the skit with the slow-jam duo Three Times One Minus One. They dry-hump and whoo-whoo-whoooo their way through songs with the occasional “daaamn” thrown in for effect, and the fact that they are two white guys imitating black guys…
OK, here’s a quick history lesson for all of you not in the know. Women playing football is not a recent development. In 1926, the Frankford Yellow Jackets used women’s football teams as a novelty halftime act. In 1965, a talent agent named Sid Friedman started a semipro women’s tackle…
The great thing about taking ideas from pop masters like the Beach Boys and the Beatles is that it’s always going to be good. Well, so long as you have competent musicians behind those borrowed ideas. Saturday Looks Good to Me may sound awfully familiar, what with its reverb-laden, AM…
Summertime, and the living’s easy. Summer invites the promise of teenage romance, unbridled debauchery, and carefree whimsical days full of doing nothing and liking it. Summer is the time countless bands have written songs about. And when it’s over, autumn leaves you longing for the days when you sped down…
What is it about Southern California punk that makes it so replete with depraved humor, juvenile posturing, and self-flagellating fervor? The heat? The smog? Once upon a time, there was a band called F.Y.P., a dirty, snotty punk band that, if anything, had a way with words. Songs like “Beat…
As South Florida band family trees tend to be, Secret Service’s lineage is quite involved. Singer Michael Alen and drummer Sean Perscky formed Nobuhjest in 1994 while Alen was also playing in the punk outfit One Size Fits All. That band morphed into Brown Study, and Secret Service was born…
Usually, bands can’t wait to get out of the Sunshine State, but Erin McCarley thinks otherwise: “Olympia has been cold for ten months; we can’t wait to get to Florida!” As vocalist and guitarist for the Olympia-based trio Delta Dart, McCarley, along with Erin Putnam and Amber Bayer, have been…
After seeing Melt-Banana sonically demolish Soho Lounge last November, I struggled to come to grips with what I had just heard. The balanced assault of Yasuko O’s hiccup/sneeze/scream vocals, Agata’s indescribable guitar violation, Rika’s pummeling bass, and Dave Witte’s tighter-than-a-duck’s-ass drumming unearthed something akin to the feeling of sticking a…
Ah, money. Bones. Ducats. G’s. Dough. Bank. Beans. Moolah. Cash drives us, whether we want to admit it or not. Parlor del Suvito, one of the few outposts left for underground artwork in Broward County, presents a glimpse into the artistic fervor of South Florida as traditional forms of expression…
Ever get the feeling that you’re not alone, and then you feel the hair on the back of your neck stand up? If so, you might want to put away the damn Ouija board and get in touch with Michelle Whitedove. Among the New Age expo-obsessed, crystal-squeezing, feng shui-loving, dolphin…
What can be said about a band that has been banned and deported from Canada, banned from four venues in Mobile, Alabama, and banned from any city function in Sunnyvale, California? Well, quite a lot, actually. XBXRX, a rather mysterious but always entertaining group of noise assassins from California via…
Something magical was in the air back then. Maybe not everyone knew it, but there would be change a-comin’. The year: 1976. Neo-hippies dominated fashion, forcing kids in L.A. and San Francisco to peg their jeans, rip their shirts, and spike their hair as a big middle finger to all…
There’s a lot of male posturing in the room tonight: wide-legged stances, unmanicured hands placed proudly over crotches, catcalls, cigarettes dangling. But it’s not from the men. In west Fort Lauderdale, a town boasting rodeos and drive-through liquor stores, J’s is bustling with an anomalous swirl of estrogen-fueled machismo. The…
When the El Paso-based band At the Drive-In broke up in 2001, indie-rock kids wept into their e-journals, wrenched their sweatband-clad hands, and had mini-nervous breakdowns, all because one of the most hyped bands of the past few years went on an “indefinite hiatus.” From independent record store clerks to…
You might think a band named after a Herschell Gordon Lewis slasher flick would engage in some corny, blood-splattered stage show. But the Gore Gore Girls are too damn cute for that. Guitarist/singer Amy Surdu, bassist Melody Licious, and drummer Cathy Carrell drop the slash but keep the sass on…
Artists are funny people. There are the struggling, the certifiably insane, the eccentrics, the faux-eccentrics, the drunks, the pretentious fops, and those ubiquitous “starving” artists. Then there are the artists who catch you off-guard by creating a collage of new beats out of old sounds at once genuine, poetic, and…
