Soup’s On

I was standing about 20 feet from the entrance when he walked in. The guy looked and smelled like he was on some sort of Olympic dumpster-diving team, a cross between a construction worker and a beach bum — dude obviously wasn’t here for the live music. That’s not why…

The Rhythm of RITM

Confucius say, “Rabbit in the Moon will make electronic music more entertaining than a fire-breathing stripper with three boobs.” All right, so the ancient Chinese philosopher didn’t say that. And neither, for that matter, did the music producer born David Christophere. But it was the basic idea the latter had…

Timb

Holy shit — another Timb album?! Hasn’t this dude already put out eight other full-length discs in a few years’ time? Well, yes and yes. But Enjoy — the ninth release by this local DIY workhorse — isn’t adding to the 400-some songs in Timb’s catalog. It’s a collection of…

Lyrical Painters

It’s been 16 years since A Tribe Called Quest dropped the tune “Rhythm (Devoted to the Art of Moving Butts).” But only four weeks have passed since the Poor House last devoted itself to the Art of Moving Butts — and damn if it ain’t time for another. If you…

Keepin’ It Wheel

It was just after 10 p.m. when I arrived at Gold Coast Roller Rink (2604 S. Federal Hwy., Fort Lauderdale) for its Tuesday-night “Rollout at Rainbow Skate” party. I’d seen fliers for it in the previous weeks but hadn’t seen any advertising for this particular night. So I took my…

Gnarls Barkley

What started as a one-off collaboration became an international phenomenon — an “Overnight Sensation,” as the Raspberries would say. Gnarls Barkley, the duo of ex-Goodie Mobster Cee-Lo Green and bizarro producer Danger Mouse, weren’t counting on their debut single, “Crazy,” to take off. But it did, and so did its…

Paranoid Time

If the punk rock attitude is all about anarchy, freedom, and not living by other people’s rules, then why is punk rock music the exact opposite? That’s a question the Minutemen’s Mike Watt has been asking for nearly three decades. Punk was already several years old by the time the…

South of the Border

Pop-punk, ska-punk, garage-punk, goth-punk, post-punk — is there any part of punk rock left to explore? Sure, but it may come from outside the cultural lines of middle-class America. There’s a whole multicultural angle that’s been mostly untouched. And that’s where Miami’s Güajiro comes in. The fourpiece — composed of…

Up a Hill

So the space shuttle Discovery finally launched three days after its original lift-off date of July 1. NASA blamed bad weather for the three-day delay. Fair enough. But what was the reason for the other delay on July 1 — you know, Ms. Lauryn Hill’s big holdup at West Palm…

Nashville’s Finest

The latest schlep to win American Idol may have the downhome looks and soulful voice (and the last name) to have won the Southern vote. But the second Taylor Hicks took his prize-winning pipes to the studio (for the single “Do I Make You Proud”), he proved to be just…

Beat Crazy

There’s something about Juana, apparently. Whoever she is, the namesake of Miami’s Locos por Juana (“Crazy About Jane”) has inspired one spiced-up fusion of Latin-style music. The band is pure Miami — Biscayne Boulevard, baby — taking everything from salsa, reggae, dub, and hip-hop and spinning it into a rhythmic…

Surviving Tour

Anthony Green was California dreamin’. In 2003, he left his hometown of Philadelphia for the golden sands of Newport Beach, where he formed Saosin. But a year later, Green exited stage east, back to Philly, where he hooked up with former This Day Forward guitarist Colin Frangicetto to start a…

Ska Cubano

In the early 20th Century, a bridge was formed between Cuba and Jamaica. It’s a bridge made not of concrete and asphalt but of rhythm and melody. And now the audio architects in Ska Cubano are giving it a 21st-century renovation. The swingin’, high-styled outfit is fronted by British ska…

Get in the Van

Action Action doesn’t have a huge tour bus. Hell, the band doesn’t even have a small tour bus, just a van — a ’98 Dodge Ram that serves as sleeping quarters half the time. Though, if you ask bassist Clarke Foley, it works just as fine as any four-star hotel…

Cut and Run

It was 2:20 on a Saturday afternoon in downtown Miami. A bluish-gray blanket of clouds covered Bicentennial Park. It was only a matter of time before this year’s Warped Tour became yet another run-for-cover rain dance. That’s probably why the kid out front was so damned pushy about hawking his…

The Freakin Hott

Finally. After years of proving their worth on many a local stage, Palm Beach County’s Freakin Hott have taken their tunes to disc; the wait was well worth it. The trio’s brand of raw, guitar-driven, male-female-sung rock loses nothing in this studio translation. If anything, the fact that you can…

Reassembled, Unsaved

On their debut album, local death-pop industrialists DeadStar Assembly churned out an interesting version of the Real Life’s haunting ’80s hit “Send Me an Angel.” Apparently, that angel never came, judging by the title of DeadStar Assembly’s new album, Unsaved. Three years after its self-titled offering, the Assembly is back…

The Deep End

Before a hurricane can hit its full, trailer-smashing strength, it has to build itself up from an average-sized storm, travel thousands of miles, and increase its size and ferocity with each city it rolls through. The same is true in music. So when the Storm Tour hits Miami for the…

On a Rockin’ Roll

The past six years have been pretty damned good to Ayme Sanchez. In 2000, the Davie-based singer/songwriter bested nearly 1,000 other contestants to win Y-100’s “Big Break Contest.” A year later, Sanchez scored a demo contract with producer Emilio Estefan (that’s Este-fan, not Este-vez; you know, Gloria’s husband). In June…

Stuck in the Meyer

All right, so after last week’s rueful column about the state of West Palm Beach (“Clematis Street Blues”), it’s time for an about-face. That’s not to say the city turned into a musical metropolis overnight; that just can’t happen. But the first step, this weekend’s debut of Soulfull Saturday at…

Naughty by Nomenclature

With a name like Clit 45, there’s probably not much chance this group of beer-swilling street punks will be on Total Request Live anytime soon. Blink-182 they’re not. Not that Clit 45 cares, mind you. These Long Beach, California, natives couldn’t give two shits about winning over the squeaky-clean pop-punk…

Rock Out With Your (Buzz)Cock Out

So it looks like the Buzzcocks are spending some extra time in South Florida. After playing last Saturday’s Warped Tour concert in Miami, the Brit punk pioneers are ready for round two this Sunday, when they hook up with Little Steven’s Underground Garage Tour. It may seem an odd gig…