Fort Lauderdale has always been one of those towns where talented bands grow too big for their britches and then bolt for the good life elsewhere. But the Livid Kittens have stuck around for nearly ten years to help make a good life right here. And it's a colorful one too: Paige Harvey is certainly the most eye-catching frontwoman around. Maybe she doesn't have the range of operatic divas, but she's in touch with her inner Gary Numan. The Livid Kittens' latest, More Flames to Fall in Love With, finds the band's sound migrating from speedskating goth-core to shimmering, metallic tunes washed in a radioactive acid bath. Harvey's voice is soft and menacing at the same time (check out the delicate "House on Fire" and gripping, streamlined takes on the Beatles' "She Said She Said" and the Prom Sluts' "Spastic.") And Harvey's sexy shenanigans are theatrical enough to provide the band its own in-the-flesh skin flick -- which just makes these Kittens harder to tame.
Fort Lauderdale has always been one of those towns where talented bands grow too big for their britches and then bolt for the good life elsewhere. But the Livid Kittens have stuck around for nearly ten years to help make a good life right here. And it's a colorful one too: Paige Harvey is certainly the most eye-catching frontwoman around. Maybe she doesn't have the range of operatic divas, but she's in touch with her inner Gary Numan. The Livid Kittens' latest, More Flames to Fall in Love With, finds the band's sound migrating from speedskating goth-core to shimmering, metallic tunes washed in a radioactive acid bath. Harvey's voice is soft and menacing at the same time (check out the delicate "House on Fire" and gripping, streamlined takes on the Beatles' "She Said She Said" and the Prom Sluts' "Spastic.") And Harvey's sexy shenanigans are theatrical enough to provide the band its own in-the-flesh skin flick -- which just makes these Kittens harder to tame.
Cream is what you call an equal-opportunity VIP room. You can sport Puma sneakers and '70s glam sunglasses and throw in some spending cash -- and it's all good. Head to the back of the Liquid Room, beyond the velvet rope, through the etched glass and cherry wood doors and you might feel like you've walked into a Target commercial with all the mod-style beautiful people. The sleek room, which opened in December, is lined with Cream-color vinyl sofas. In the center is a bar that's larger than most VIP rooms and as big as one of the bars in the Liquid Room. Cream gets going around midnight, and Saturdays are its busiest days. DJs play a mixture of feel-good house with a dose of pop tunes by performers such as George Michael and Vanilla Ice. This new Clematis hot spot is the only place in West Palm Beach where you can hear female DJs Snezana and Hana, of Nikki Beach Club in Miami, play Miami-style house in West Palm Beach. This happens on Fridays.
Cream is what you call an equal-opportunity VIP room. You can sport Puma sneakers and '70s glam sunglasses and throw in some spending cash -- and it's all good. Head to the back of the Liquid Room, beyond the velvet rope, through the etched glass and cherry wood doors and you might feel like you've walked into a Target commercial with all the mod-style beautiful people. The sleek room, which opened in December, is lined with Cream-color vinyl sofas. In the center is a bar that's larger than most VIP rooms and as big as one of the bars in the Liquid Room. Cream gets going around midnight, and Saturdays are its busiest days. DJs play a mixture of feel-good house with a dose of pop tunes by performers such as George Michael and Vanilla Ice. This new Clematis hot spot is the only place in West Palm Beach where you can hear female DJs Snezana and Hana, of Nikki Beach Club in Miami, play Miami-style house in West Palm Beach. This happens on Fridays.
Drummer Steve Copeletti flies around in a helicopter during the day, working as an aerial photographer. Maybe his employment has given him ample opportunity to scout out locations for his monthly alt-music showcase, Poptopia, which has moved more often than a mobster in the Witness Protection Program. You'd need a helicopter to visit all the venues that have hosted Poptopia since its 1999 inception: the Surf Cafe and the Boca Pub in Boca Raton and Shakespeare's Pub in Wilton Manors have all made the short list. Now, Copeletti's Britpop fixation has found a new home at the Billabong Pub, where he and his groups, Whirlaway and the New Graduates (Copeletti drums with both), plus like-minded bands like See Venus, Volumen Cero, and Maypop, will no doubt regale audiences with the closest thing SoFla has to "college rock." Austin or Athens we're not -- by a long shot -- but Copeletti's perseverance has amounted to a decent approximation.
Drummer Steve Copeletti flies around in a helicopter during the day, working as an aerial photographer. Maybe his employment has given him ample opportunity to scout out locations for his monthly alt-music showcase, Poptopia, which has moved more often than a mobster in the Witness Protection Program. You'd need a helicopter to visit all the venues that have hosted Poptopia since its 1999 inception: the Surf Cafe and the Boca Pub in Boca Raton and Shakespeare's Pub in Wilton Manors have all made the short list. Now, Copeletti's Britpop fixation has found a new home at the Billabong Pub, where he and his groups, Whirlaway and the New Graduates (Copeletti drums with both), plus like-minded bands like See Venus, Volumen Cero, and Maypop, will no doubt regale audiences with the closest thing SoFla has to "college rock." Austin or Athens we're not -- by a long shot -- but Copeletti's perseverance has amounted to a decent approximation.
The owners of the Chili Pepper nightclub in Fort Lauderdale were faced with a problem this winter. One of their employees, Russell Davis, had gotten into some trouble and was facing time in the slammer for a parole violation. Back in 1997, Davis had been sentenced to a year in prison, followed by five years of probation, for bank fraud in New York. Unfortunately, last summer, he once again ran afoul of the law when he was charged with stealing $1600 from the petty-cash safe at Club Radius in Boca Raton. By January, Davis was facing revocation of probation, so Eric Levin, president of the Pepper, dashed off a letter to the Honorable Judge William Dimitrouleas and beseeched mercy for Davis. Revenues had increased by 50 percent in one month after hiring Davis as marketing director in September 2001, the letter proffered. Oops. One condition of Davis's probation was "not to engage in any activity where he is soliciting customers." Dimitrouleas sentenced him to five months.
The owners of the Chili Pepper nightclub in Fort Lauderdale were faced with a problem this winter. One of their employees, Russell Davis, had gotten into some trouble and was facing time in the slammer for a parole violation. Back in 1997, Davis had been sentenced to a year in prison, followed by five years of probation, for bank fraud in New York. Unfortunately, last summer, he once again ran afoul of the law when he was charged with stealing $1600 from the petty-cash safe at Club Radius in Boca Raton. By January, Davis was facing revocation of probation, so Eric Levin, president of the Pepper, dashed off a letter to the Honorable Judge William Dimitrouleas and beseeched mercy for Davis. Revenues had increased by 50 percent in one month after hiring Davis as marketing director in September 2001, the letter proffered. Oops. One condition of Davis's probation was "not to engage in any activity where he is soliciting customers." Dimitrouleas sentenced him to five months.
Max's Grille
Christina Mendenhall
An embarrassment of post-workday riches: 3-for-1 drinks from 5 p.m. to closing, seven days a week. This warrants exploration. You walk into Max's and say, "Whiskey-ginger ale," and minutes later there is a trinity of golden W-GAs before you. The tab, mind you, is for one. Yes, yes, there are of course a few restrictions about the top-shelf stuff, but that's a trifle. Repeat this mantra: Three.... Threeeeee.
An embarrassment of post-workday riches: 3-for-1 drinks from 5 p.m. to closing, seven days a week. This warrants exploration. You walk into Max's and say, "Whiskey-ginger ale," and minutes later there is a trinity of golden W-GAs before you. The tab, mind you, is for one. Yes, yes, there are of course a few restrictions about the top-shelf stuff, but that's a trifle. Repeat this mantra: Three.... Threeeeee.

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