For the next month, the City Hall in Palm Beach will be decked out with the art of Rita Boutros. Her exhibit, “Prey and Other Works,” is a collection of paintings, pen and ink drawings spiced with pastel and acrylic, and other mixed media projects — some mind-bending. Growing is…
There are many dichotomies in Tom Stoppard’s Rock ‘n’ Roll — theory and practice, teacher and student, freedom and oppression. But the one constant is that sweet sound of freedom known as rock music. The Tony Award-winning Stoppard takes us on a journey from 1968 to 1990, alternating between Communist…
According to coolstandings.com, a website devoted to baseball odds, the Florida Marlins have only a five percent chance to make the playoffs this year. However, the odds makers have been unable to see the emergence of leftfielder Chris Coghlan. Coghlan ended the month of August with 46 hits, the most…
The one-man show is often the product of an insanely talented artist, a megalomaniac control freak, a pitch meeting with Eddie Murphy, or a combination of these factors. Comedic performer Jeffrey Solomon decided to go the one-man show route with his play Mother/Son. Although he might possess a few of…
They say the Burger Beast is eight-foot-two and can down a ten-pound patty in a single bite. Unidentified witnesses have seen him walk through Kendall, pick up a cow by the tail, wrap it in a Holsum bread truck, and eat it for a snack. Legend has it he’s gobbled…
You’ve seen them on I-95. They’re the fluorescent blur between your car and the Toyota Corolla to your right — 110-mph missiles of leather, plastic, and disregard for domesticity. Think of Florida Trackdays at Homestead-Miami Speedway as a sort of Hogwarts for these motorcyclists. They learn the tricks, get sweet…
It’s hard to find the time for pampering and relaxation. It’s even harder to find the time to help out a cause or give back to the community in some way. Tuesday, the spa chain Massage Envy will make it easier by donating $10 from every massage to Susan G…
These days, it’s rare to find a new reggae act that embodies the genre’s traditional roots. But such is the case with Rootz Underground, a six-man band formed ten years ago out of “di yard” — Jamaica. They not only sound right but act right, singing conscious lyrics of justice…
Growing up in Fort Lauderdale, Marco Argiro was a precocious talent on the local rock scene. As frontman of the Screeching Weasel-style pop-punk act the Outrights, Argiro was headlining at local clubs by the time he was barely old enough to drive. After relocating to New York City, he started…
Marketed as a guitar summit between The Edge, Jimmy Page, and Jack White, Davis Guggenheim’s affectionate, intermittently insightful behind-the-music doc is more electric triptych than meeting of the minds. Yes, the trio gather ’round the soundstage amps to teach each other a few tricks, but it’s anticlimactic — save for…
Did you lose your ticket to Oprah’s Legends Ball? Then you have no business missing out on Icons & Legends at the African Heritage Cultural Arts Center this Saturday at 7 p.m. Rising neo-soul artist Emotion will perform his original tracks along with music from legendary entertainers such as Nat…
Chuck Close calls them the mascots of the art world. Christo and Jeanne-Claude once offered them a drawing in exchange for taking care of their cat, Gladys, for a summer. The passion for minimalist and conceptual art that aging Manhattan collectors Herb and Dorothy Vogel have shared for nearly a…
Ask She Wants Revenge singer/guitarist Justin Warfield what type of music his band churns out and he’ll respond simply, “Dance music.” Sure, it’s an all-encompassing term, but when your music incorporates as many elements as She Wants Revenge, it’s best to keep any definition as vague as possible. A simple…
In 1977, a horror film opened up and captivated audiences with a scene about a young woman’s menstruation (horror flick, indeed!). The titular Carrie, distressed in the girl’s locker room at high school, had no clue why blood was gushing from her nether regions. Once the girl got home, Carrie’s…
When you sat in high school math class trying to distinguish the characteristics of an obtuse versus an acute angle, you may not have felt very inspired. It’s a sad reality that the average day-to-day use of this skill consists of shooting billiards within a drunken haze at a smoke-filled…
The proverbial day of rest is Sunday — but watch out: There’s a new neighborhood festival in town, and it’s kicking ass. Near Fort Lauderdale Beach, NE 33rd Street transforms into the Sunset Blue Block Party every Sunday from 6 to 10 p.m. Local hangouts the Dive Bar, the 33rd…
The Fifties were the last decade before the progressive boom of the forever-romanticized Sixties. Think Eisenhower, Elvis, Don Draper, Betsy Draper, Marilyn Monroe. Author Richard Yates said of the decade, “there was a general lust for conformity all over this country.” Then JFK took office, a cultural revolution occurred, and…
Real rock ‘n’ roll is a rough religion. And the danger of living by such doom-racked tenets as “No Future” and “Live Fast, Die Young” usually precludes the possibility of growing gracefully into old age — otherwise known as your thirties. But somehow, despite all those epic moments of youthful…
If you haven’t heard of Fort Lauderdale’s premier venue for all things indie, The Bubble, and you’ve resolved yourself to the notion that the city is just an artistic black hole, you’ll be happy to know things are getting organized. The Bubble, founded by promoter power-couple Garo Gallo and Yvonne…
Do you feel like a human slug just waiting to be salted? Are you searching for inspiration through perspiration? Do you enjoy massaging your inner ear? You are not alone! This Saturday and Sunday, the NewLife Expo descends upon the Broward County Convention Center to offer a smorgasbord of lectures…
It’s the Apocalypse and the four horsemen aren’t who you thought they would be. Ok, so you expected Conquest. But War, Famine, and Death have been replaced with Sex, Fetish, and Drunk. Behold the Fetish Apocalypse. At 10 p.m., you’ll enter a dark, eccentric dystopia heavily under the influence of…
As one character says to another in the 1992 indie film The Living End, “You know what they say: Those who can’t do, teach, and those who can’t teach get paid 25 cents a word to rip other people’s work to shreds.” No longer content with doing the latter, I…
